Summer Crossing

DONE! Told you it would be a quick read.

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It is never going to quit raining. My allergies are raging. My head hurts and all this damp is making all my joints hurt. Blah blah blah!!!!

Netflix movie — “Mongols”

Ok, I don’t know what comes over me when I add movies to my Netflix queue. I am always trying to find something that AW will like, mixed in with all the chick flicks and historical fiction that I like. So, while perusing the vast options one day, I added “Mongols” to it figuring that it was something that the hubby would like. It has been a while ago, though, so I had sort of forgotten I had it on the list. It arrived a couple of days ago and we watched it last night.

Well, what can I say. There was dialogue but it was in whatever language the Mongols speak — Chinese? It didn’t sound Chinese. There were subtitles. The entire movie was subtitled. I am not a fan of subtitles but we went with it. It was a brutal movie. It was sad. It was long but it was pretty good. I didn’t fall asleep in it which was good but it did have it’s draggy moments. At the end, when all the text was scrolling, it did explain that it was the story of Ghengis Khan which, truthfully, we didn’t know. I guess I need to read the synopsis a little more closely. Anyway, would I recommend? Yes, with reservation. Like I said, it is brutal.


Unconscious Mutterings #335

guest — room, unwelcome
impact — crash
unplanned — houseguest
tactic — plan
delayed — airport
bombastic — Robin Williams
comfort — food, chicken and dumplings
trumpet — big bands
Joe — E Brown, Lewis, GI
Budget — what’s that, I don’t understand

Friday fill-ins #130

1. She had a great handbag!

2. Rollie is my by my side always! And sometimes under my feet!

3. I know this: If it gets any hotter Texas is going to turn into one great big tortilla chip!

4. Be still, Rollie. It isn’t dinner time yet!

5. These words apply to me: Uh, I don’t have a clue!

6. Outside the sun was shining.

7. And as for the weekend, tonight I am looking forward to a few more episodes of “Sex and the City”, tomorrow I might attend the great big fabric/notion sale at Berry Patch Fabrics, and Sunday I want to go to church and either read or quilt or cross stitch — so many choices!

June 26, 1965

Today is the anniversary of my first date with hubby! The 44th anniversary to be exact! I remember it well — he asked me out — well, actually his assistant manager asked for him — I said I needed to check with the parents — I did, they said yes, then he told me he was on restriction so he had to see if he could get out of parental jail. He did and we went to see “Dr. No” and “From Russia With Love” at the Olmos Theater, which can be seen here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/lastpictureshow/25161634
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We double dated with a buddy of his named Ronnie Holland and a girlfriend of mine named Penny Kuykendall. Penny and Ronnie were dating — I heard LOTS of gossip — but I had no idea that my new date knew him. It didn’t matter — they didn’t stay long anyway.

I remember when I got home my mother asked if I had fun. I answered in the affirmative. Then she asked if I would go out with him again and I looked at her and said “Mom, I am probably going to marry him”. Well, seven years later I did — 37 years ago next week. Pretty profound for a 15 year old!

And, we have always had a special place in our hearts for James Bond movies and have a sizeable collection, thanks to our son and daughter in law, and can revisit June 26th anytime we want!

Hot! Books that are “summery”.

Well, for me this is a no brainer. I would have to say that the book that I have read that reminds me most of summer is “Gidget “. I read it during the summer — I remember laying on my bed with the blue floral bedspread, with the windows wide open in the sweltering Texas heat because we had no a/c reading “Gidget”. Of course, the subject matter was “summery” because they were on the beach in California!

I have to say that while I did read during the summer, I did the majority of my reading during the school year and even now identify reading with curling up on a cold day and getting lost in whatever I am reading.