Sunday I was hit with the "I'm so fried and bored," bug that I decided to just sit around all day and waste my precious time on watching television. Why I felt brain fried, well, I really don't know. It's not as if I've been doing anything terribly intelligent that necessitates using lots of brain power, so I chalk it up to the heat and humidity. I have already complained incessantly about our evaporative cooler...an oscillating fan and a spritzer bottle filled with water does a better job at cooling me down than that piece of crap, so I just lounged away the day. I was hoping to find "Time Bandits" which has been playing lots on cable, but nope, no listing for Sunday...drat. DH wanted to see NASCAR and I'm not one to oblige him with my company on such programming, so I left the comfort of the living room and came into the bedroom, or deadroom!! However, I did take my spritzer bottle and told him since he got to use the big tv with all the really cool cable channels and I relegated to the deadroom, I get the spritzer bottle! So off I went, sprawled on the bed and turned on the tv to see what was playing. I found a new channel, OWN, ok, I know, you're asking, "Georgina, where in the hell have you been??" I had no idea the famous Oprah had her own channel..ahem, excuse the pun!!
So what's playing, "Love Story," based on Erich Segals novel with the same name.
Wow, did that bring back memories. I had just graduated from high school in 1970 and was entering my first semester in collage that summer session...bad idea! I had no problems in high school because I was a product of both private and public education. I attended an all girl's school the first 2 years of high school and loved it. I worked my patooty off, burning the midnight oil every night...that was a rigorous curriculum set for us goils. My sister had just graduated in '66, the same year I entered high school, and she was off to a fancy, shamncy private college, University of San Francisco, which is Jesuit run. So fast forward '68, I was taken out of my wonderful, comfy environment and foisted into public ed. The reason being, is that I wasn't doing well in my private high school...had a B+ average...WTF???? The real reason, unbeknownst to me at the time, was that my dad was struggling with my sis' tuition and something had to give...guess who??? I later learned of this, but to this day, my mother sticks with her story, it was my failure to compete well enough!! Whatever!!
I realized once in public school, the rigors of or lack of, were very different. I breezed through my Junior & Senior year without any problems...didn't bother to compete...why, it was too easy! However, I wasn't given the same opportunities as my sis, so I had to stay here at our local university...she had met some psycho moron in CA, married him and spent the next 9 years of her life in complete terror...he was a psycho, so my folks didn't want that for me, so here I stayed, to find my own TX psycho!! LOL
So I read the movie was coming out and was so excited. I loved Ali McGraw!! She was a big time model, now would be considered a "super" model, and she was one of the few women I had seen in the fashion and teen mags that wasn't blond, blue-eyed with a cutsie nose. She was tall, thin, brunette with dark eyes, kinda like me at the time. I knew who Ryan O'Neil was from the "Peyton Place" television series; loved watching him and Mia Farrow. I had read the book sometime before that. I remember I took a bus to one of my fav book stores downtown and stood in line to buy the book, which took me all of 3 hours to read!! LOL Easy reading, folks! I wonder what happened to that copy...I know I still had it in my old house, during my other life, so maybe I just left it there, who knows.
I went to see the movie with my boyfriend, Bill. We had just started dating and he was really cute, tall, 6'5", blond, green eyes, great smile...was a dream!! Someone once told me he was a "Robert Redford," type...yep, have you seen how well that guy aged...eeeewww!! So Bill and I went to see love story and I used most of my Kleenex tissues from my little pocket package. What a great movie, so I thought back in 1970 when I was 18.
So fast forward 41 years later, I'm watching it again in my deadroom, I'm no longer 18 nor slim with long dark brown hair, but short with lots of gray, about 80 lbs. over what I was back then, sprawled out on my bed with the oscillating fan going full blast, spritzer in hand, watching this incredibly dumb movie!! What happened to me?? When did I become such a non-romantic, when did I stop loving love stories, when did I stop appreciating badly written scripts??? "Love means never having to say your sorry??" WHAT?????!!!!!!! Oh, pleeeezzzzz!!!! Now that's a bunch of bull caca!! It seems that's the only time you say your sorry because you always hurt the people you love, so again, pleeeezzzz!! After than was over, there was this program about Ryan O'Neil and his daughter, Tatum. They apparently haven't spoken to each other in 25 years or something like that and this "reality" show was about them reconciling or something like that. Turned that off, grabbed a book and read instead...should have done that to begin with.
So this started me thinking, what's with all this aging crap that's going on? I don't know about you, ladies, but all of a sudden I find that I'm growing things that were never there just a few years ago, even during my menopause. So what's with the red, dry spots that just randomly pop up on your body? I have had 2 on my left arm for a while now...not cancer, had it checked out, but these red spots, then I found two more on my right leg, then just last week, I found 2 more on my neck and clavical area. What's with the 2's, do they travel in pairs like scorpions?? Also, my sis and I were discussing these horrible little things called "skin tags." GROSS!! I have developed those also, one on the back of my neck and found 3 of them under my left breast the other day. I recall my dad having them on his neck and stomach.....what's with that?? They're small, but I know they're there and it's really getting annoying...I'm becoming a "Crone!" Just waiting for a skin tag to develop on my nose, which will eventually collapse since I don't have a septum...blew it out with over-usage of Afrin back when I was a young woman, my hands are already boney and veiny, like my mother's (I was always afraid I'd get her ugly, bony hands and I did), a curved spine....hell, just waiting for a broom stick now!! All I can say is there is no such thing as growing old with dignity, but I don't intend to fight it either...as they say, sh-- happens and it happens after 50 for many of us!!
Also, thought I'd show you my newest doll from the ADO (Art Dolls Only) monthly challenge, "Celestial Summer Nights." Well, mine isn't exactly ethereal and light and beautiful, but more nightmarish...just got the idea and ran with it. May I introduce you to "Black-Hole Hannah," the meanest black hole in the Universe:
I made her out of paper & polymer clay, plus, I actually did a bit of sewing! I wish I could put her up on my Etsy shop, but while I was moving the tray from the ironing board with all the parts to assemble, her head flew off and onto the floor...she lost a horn which I had to furiously look for. Love that E600 adhesive and it hid the break, but I can't sell her knowing she's damaged, so she is now part of my "Wall Art" in my studio.
Well, my friends, hope you all have a great week. Will update you on what's going on with my step-daughter-in-law...we have another court hearing this Thurs., so hopefully, it will be resolved so keep her in your prayers and keep sending her good vibes. Oh, by the way, I thought I'd let you know what happened to that really good looking boyfriend, Bill...I married the jerk..and he aged just as badly as Robert Redford!!!! Peace out.