My kids were very sweet, giving me lots of extra hugs today, and Good Neighbor Anne e-mailed to check in as well; they know I'm missing my mama. I know that I'm lucky to still have my mom and that our relationship is as close as it is — and still, I hate being 3,000 miles away.
To distract ourselves, we all went to the matinee of Brave, which was very cute, though my four hours of sleep caught up with me and I kept nodding off — which makes my stupid hyper-flexible shoulders start to dislocate, because I can't sleep sitting up. So, while I liked the movie perfectly well, it was pretty physically uncomfortable for me during the midsection. But I loved the Scottish score and accents, and Merida's fantastic red mane was a true feast for the eyes. And of course I wept at the end: "I want my mother back!" Merida wails. You and me both, sistah.
I'd intended to take a long walk when I got home, but my iPod wasn't charged, so instead I lifted weights and did some Jane Fonda-ish stuff (leg lifts, butt lifts), and I worked my core and tried to extend the time I can hold The Plank (I'm up to 15 seconds, which is still pathetic, but keep in mind that when I started I could only do it for 3 seconds) and did some wall push-ups and jaw muscle work (in the belief that I can hold off a double chin), and every part of me is now exhausted to match my brain. Time for a bath and then Bunheads, my new favey show (though I've only seen one episode — still, it's the perfect companion to Gilmore Girls, one of my Top 5 favorite shows of all time*), though I will probably be asleep before Snooty Ballerina makes her first cutting remark. I am tired!
Oh, and I got the cutest thank-you from the little munchkin who hosted the Glamour Girl party. She writes, "You and [The Lovely] Diane paint nails better than anyone in the world!" She is such a sweetie. I would totally do that party for free.
Final note: My plan to eat lightly today went pretty well (mini-wheats and skim milk for breakfast, vegetable-laden salad and crab for lunch, no snacks) but I was somewhat derailed by movie food: popcorn + butter + blue Slushee + 10 Twizzlers. I'm now eating a small bowl of fresh cherries and calling it a night.
The calendar page for the week ahead is as white as my inner thighs — of course Mom was here during the part that's inky black. Sigh.
Time for bath and Bunheads! Good lord, but that is a stoopid title.
—Lady C, TV critic
* I do not have an official list, but off the top of my head, here's what's likely to be on it:
- My So-Called Life
- Gilmore Girls
- Buffy the Vampire Slayer
- Veronica Mars
- The Days and Nights of Molly Dodd
- The Dick Van Dyke Show
- The Carol Burnett Show
- The Mary Tyler Moore Show