Last night, I watched what is now one of my favorite movies of all time. Have you ever been sitting through a movie and suddenly you wish you had written the script? That's how I feel about "Flirting". Usually I can't stand Nicole Kidman's face but this was a huge exception. This is an old school Australian love story set at two boarding schools, one for boys and one for girls. Only a lake separates the two schools. Thanks for the recommendation Riva and Street Light Music (which is where I also heard about the most genius televsion show ever: Wonderfalls).
Life in the Cloned Cities is warm and spring-like. Truth be told, I've got nothing new to write about.
Okay, that's not really the truth. I didn't get in to my top school, but it's been two days and I have successfully recovered from my disappointment. Please, let's not dwell, people. I'm going to higher x 2 education, please don't pity me.
Last night, Miles and I meal-planned for the entire summer. We looked through every cookbook we own and made a list of what to eat every night that we eat in (which, by the way, should be about four times a week according to the plan).
I think one big reason Miles and my relationship works is because we both love lists and are capable of doing anything if we write it down in numerical order or outline form.
Which brings me to my next important note:
I'm back on my self care, process, product model for living. That means five times a week, I commit to exercise (self care), creativity (process), and writing (product).
That's right, I'm back on track.
Note to the parents: I found two water-damaged theater books which I will give you this weekend.
Note to Matt: I don't understand anything on your blog, but it's still fabulous to read.
Note to Kimberley: Thanks for the flowers.
Note to self: Pay more attention to Cornelius or she'll keep knocking over your garbage.
