Monday, January 7, 2013

Day 123/365 It’s time to go, Christmas decorations

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 These aren’t going, as in out, out, out of the house. We’re not ready to let our Christmas decorations go. But they have been sorted through, organized, properly boxed, and are now in the attic waiting for Santa’s return. We know that he won’t come again for a year, but we are old enough to have faith that there will be another Night before Christmas. 


 

Saturday, January 5, 2013

Day 122/365 It’s time to go, put-and-take stuff


    Still treading water with all the put-and-take stuff; it bobs in, it bobs out. The good news is that the put-and-take is closed for the season; the bad news is that it closed for the season. Regardless, we were able to send some stuff back to Pennsylvania with our daughter for their neighborhood yard sale. When’s that, you ask? In June. Just think of all the stuff we can let go of between then and now—not to mention new treasures waiting when the put-and-take opens in the spring. 



Thursday, January 3, 2013

Day 121/365 It’s time to go, missing movies


  
    Every year, even though I make a list of movies that I want to see, I miss most of them. My excuses are lame, but at the time they hold power. To begin with, I don’t like to go at night. Then I wait to go with my husband, and that rarely happens because he doesn’t like to go at night or during the day. The last movie we saw together was, “The King’s Speech.”

    Well, no more excuses! I see another New Year’s Resolution forming: see the movies you want to see. How simple is that? Very.

    Yesterday I started out with the intention of catching the 12:15 showing of Les Mis. I arrived in plenty of time to fight the crowds (there weren’t any), only to be told by an attendant that the first showing wasn’t until 3:15, that the times on the website were for last week.
      Oops, that could have been the end of The Resolution. But no, I gathered myself together, drove the fifteen minutes back to the cottage, hung out there for a few hours, and then returned for the afternoon showing.
       Here’s my review: I’m glad I saw Les Mis. The music is phenomenal, Hollywood is Hollywood, I loved the play. Go see for yourself.
    





 




 Next on the list is, “Lincoln”. Maybe my husband and I will go together.