Tuesday, February 26, 2013

An Acclaimed Movie Story: Complete with Problem and Solution


On the 7th day of snow and two weeks without a Dr. Pepper (lent reasons), my mind was afflecked and strayed from my usual writing activities.  Of the fourteen top Oscar movie nominations for 2013, how many can you find in the story below.   The list of the fourteen movies appears at the bottom.

            The other night Jack’s friend, Judge Argo, called us to tell us he bought four tickets to the Masters this spring, and asked us if we’d like to attend two of the sessions with him.  It was a skyfall moment for the two of us.  Of course, we’d like to attend, but we’d rather he not bring Ted or Oscar.  Hopefully, a flight out of Wichita to Atlanta won’t be the impossible tasks that it can be with spring time weather in the plains.
            Golf has been the amour of my life, so an opportunity to this event was monumental.  In the past when other friends attended the Masters leaving me behind to teach, I was left with a sinking feeling like the miserables.  Being depressed is not uncommon for me.  Ever since I was young and attended Lincoln school, mother used to say, “There’s always a silver lining to a dark cloud.  Read the silver linings playbook and learn about life.”  Sometimes I just chose to worry rather than act.
            When I worry about my “what if’s” in life, I often experience nightmares that run like raging beasts of the southern wild, which is just what I did amidst the blizzard the other night.   I woke up screaming like a django unchained,  with a dog licking my ear and whining, and my husband shaking my shoulder at zero dark thirty in the morning.  When we all calmed down from the fright, my husband  suggested we get up for a glass of milk and piece of pie.  By the numbers Jack enjoys dark molasses pecan pie, and I like tart cherry pie. 
            “Let’s talk about what worries you, “ Jack suggested.
            “Money, time, retirement life, what will we do, health, children,” I acclaimed.
 He smiled, “Tell you what, I’ve been thinking about these things , too.  We both like pie and other sweets, so let’s open a bakery.  We’ll call it Life of Pi and Sweets. We’ll make it our retirement gift, then if the kids ever need a job they can buy us out.  What do you say?”
“That sounds delicious, but for now, can we either go back to sleep or wake up from this dream?” I mumbled. 



Movies:  Amour, Argo, Beasts of the Southern Wild, Django Unchained, Flight, Les Miserables, Life of Pi, Lincoln,  Silver Linings Playbook,  Skyfall, The Impossible, the Master, The Sessions, Zero Dark Thirty

Friday, February 22, 2013

Q the Time Traveler

One hour later and we're not quite to the street.
Wednesday, three rounds of snow were only the prequel to snowstorm "Q."  Thursday while we slept Q arrived dumping 3" before we woke up.  I was more than willing to watch the snow accumulate from my bed or the living room with a roaring fireplace, but Jack insisted on going to work, even though his retirement date is Feb. 28!  Once he began shoveling, I decided that two people worked better than one when it comes to shoveling snow.  I had had some experience with shoveling the day before, easy!

In reflection, another thirty hours later, shoveling snow of any depth is no easy task.






Just love those cardinals in the snow.






While Jack spent his day at work, I spent my day feeding and watching the birds.  How fun just to pull up a chair to the window and smile with delight watching and listening to their chattering interaction.
Just wait, I know she'll feed us if we look hungry.











Running took effort for Lucy.
Q being a time traveler or interloper from the Star Trek movies lived up to his reputation.  Three rounds of snow throughout the day kept me busy relaxing, reading, watching the snow accumulate. However, cabin fever raged inside our cattle dog, Lucy.  Being the good "cow" in the family, I bundled up and jumped into the snow letting her pretend to protect me from those vicious birds and gnarly squirrels.


The yardstick measured nearly 15" and that was before the last round of Q after 3:00 Thursday, but who's counting after that.






By the time Jack walked in from work, I offered him a toasty drink in the Adirondacks in the backyard, our favorite evening retreat in warmer weather, but instead we stood in awe of what nature had given us--another perfect day.