Friends, sometimes happiness is simply waking up and realizing that it's not going to be 100 degrees in the shade. I was in such a contented humor all day yesterday, physically relieved at the early-fall-like temperatures and cool breeze.
I had only gotten 3 hours of sleep the night before due to dogs barking, cherry bombs explodin' and excessive heat with no good ventilation. So waking up to normal weather was a real gift.
I taught my two classes, put in a few hours at my new job (Fridays there are great--my boss works from home and almost no one else is around so I can work in peace, uninterrupted) and then went to see Lovely and Amazing which was such a balm for my soul.
I'd never seen Nicole Holofcener's other feature, so I wasn't sure what to expect, but I didn't expect to be blown away as much as I was. The movie just hit home so many scenes in a row it made my heart ache: the scene where Catherine Keener gets a job at the FotoMat, almost to spite the world and her husband, but also in a twisted bid at self-esteem. Or when she runs into her old friend who's now a pediatrician...Or the scene at McDonald's--who else knows the secret shame and joy of spotting a McDonald's and asking the cab driver to "Let me out here." It's also just really funny.
There aren't a lot of movies that show what relationships between sisters (and women in general) are really like, and this was so accurate--the love, the envy and jealousy, the11th-hour support, the crankiness.
Afterwards, my movie companions Fred, Nan and Stan and I went to O'Connors and downed a few. Spike the bartender wasn't there, but his most excellent jukebox stood in his stead. I had a great time hanging with the kids, they are lively and fun and uncynical people.
Yes, yesterday was a good, basic-needs-met sort of day. Today promises to be the same.
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