i just didn’t feel like doing anything tonight. nothing at all. so i didn’t. i’ve been sprawled on the couch, watching “the stepford wives.” it was…ok. slightly entertaining. when matthew broderick got in jon lovett’s car and they drove out of the the driveway, i started thinking about all the movies matthew has been in, how doing a shot like driving out of a driveway must be such a regular, average part of his working life. odd, huh? now that’d be the life. i thought about “ferris beuller’s day off,” one of my favorite films, and all the driving around they did in that fancy little red sports car. and here this movie is…many years later, and matthew is still going around in cars in movies.
too bad that he hasn’t done anything as good as ferris bueller in such a long time.
also, did you read that he broke his collar bone in ireland? and quite a while ago when he was there (and i believe back then he was dating the girl who played his sister in FB, the one who got a nose job and then nobody recognized her ahymore), he hit somebody and killed them. i think he was drunk. you’d think after that he wouldn’t really be that eager to go back to ireland.
maybe since he broke his collar bone, he’ll think twice about returning to the emerald isle.
we’ve started getting some really great gifts lately. today we got this surfer lamp, the base is a little surfboard and the shade is some kind of bamboo-type stuff. i picked this on the gift registry because it looked interesting (except we have NO ROOM for any more lamps at all), and it looks even better in real life. i know i’m going to take a picture of it.
soon.
when i get motivated to do something again.
maybe i’m just laying low, gathering up my strength to start in on the serious part of the cake preparation, the frosting flowers and the frosting/decorating.
or maybe i’m just tired from lots of running lately. i didn’t run at all today. lazy lazy lazy.
ok then,
still tuesday grace.