Thursday, June 05, 2008


Love in the Time of Cholera, the flic, was pretty true to the book. I'm not sure if I liked it or not. The main character,Florentino, was pretty crazy. We find out later that the guy's father was crazy too. Then there is sexual abuse, which adds more to the trauma. I'm sure there is a medical or psychological term for his condition, but I can't think of it. So basically, the guy stalked women and added them to his list of conquests. All this in the name of love. At least, the main characters idea of love. Anyway, Florentino, stays obsessed with Fermina even after 50 years, and waits for Fermina's husband to die. The old girl (on the rebound) doesn't believe anything bad about the old guy and quickly jumps into bed with him. How harmless. I thought the movie was kinda creepy.

I'm leaving out the details, because you'll have to judge for yourself.

Sunday, June 01, 2008



The wedding was more than I had ever hoped for. And after having a party for four days, my weary self is ready to go back to the mundane. Clean my house-not for a while. Take stuff back to people who helped with food and all. Yes! I hate to close down too quickly something that took a whole year to plan. I want to take my time putting things back in place.

So, we had a heavy frost on the Tuesday after the wedding freezing the tops of the plants in the window boxes even though they were covered. It froze the peppers and the tender leaves on the roses. It turned the climbing hydrangeas to brown. Gosh darn ole Northern Michigan! I planted the tomatoes and zucchini today. FB planted six new rose bushes. We call roses annuals because very few make it through the winter. Anyway, gardening was on the agenda this weekend.

We are also part of a family yard sale. I can't believe how much junk we have accumulated. I just wish a big truck would pull in and take it so it would be done once and for all. As it is, anything that doesn't sell has to be taken to Goodwill or somewhere. I wonder if we could refrain from buying stuff for a year.

The good news is that I have gone to the gym for a year.

I saw my first Swallowtail butterfly. Still no snakes.

OK, is that post ordinary enough?