Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Mothers & Daughters

Girlfriend and I went to see Mothers & Daughters tonight.

At the beginning of the play, the director spoke about how it's his first comedy. It was so not a comedy. The end where all the relationships went from turmoil to show the love from the daughters for the mothers was the best part. Otherwise, all of the daughters seemed like ungrateful jerks.

Which, you know, a lot of the time we can be ungrateful jerks.

There were some really sweet moments in the movie, but there were also parts that seemed to be a bit too drawn out. 

Maybe it's just that I already realize how amazing my mom is, that I don't appreciate others being dimwits. There were a couple characters (who were surprisingly both mothers) whose story lines were pretty great. They made it worth watching.

We didn't stay for the Q and A. Girlfriend had to pee. Though a lot of people left when we did. 

The super hot un-autumn days we've been having have at least brought pleasant nights. It was fabulous to walk around downtown and eat on a patio after 9 p.m. All in all, it was a pretty great girly date night.

Election gaffe #32892301

Today's election gaffe news.

I don’t blame Harper. Politicians are busy people, and they don’t have time to look into everything and wonder if it sounds familiar because it’s the same old rhetoric, or if it sounds familiar because it’s the speech of another world leader.

This Owen Lippert character just kills me. "Pressed for time, I was overzealous in copying segments of another world leader’s speech," Owen Lippert says in a news release sent out by the Conservative camp on Tuesday afternoon.

Part of the job is being pressed for time. There’s never enough time in PR/Communications, let alone when it’s election season. The fact that he searched for another leader’s speech and copied it is just ridiculous. Reuse Harper’s own material, sure… at least they’re his [or the party’s] ideas. Reusing another famous person’s speech is garbage. It’s why people have no faith or trust in PR people. They think that we’re all like this douche.

Well, and this one: Reached by CBC News following Rae's appearance earlier in the day, Harper's spokesman Kory Teneycke dismissed the issue as irrelevant, saying the release of the video was an "act of desperation" from the Liberal campaign a day ahead of the first of the leaders' debates.

How did Harper manage to get such crappy communications staff?

Good thing they caught it now before Harper gets up to the podium and starts off with: “I have a dream… for Canada.”

I agree with Dion here: "Canadians want that their country speak with its own voice on the world stage. It's true for the prime minister; it's true for the Opposition leader."

Tuesday: the new Monday?

I have a pair of black work pants that have been out of commission for a while. The stitching in the hem managed to rip out after getting caught up in one of my heels (no, I didn’t fall, though I can see how you’d imagine that). Roomie received a sewing machine for Christmas and has promised she’d fix them for me. That day came Sunday. I don’t know if alcohol was a factor, but I put them on this morning and the left leg was a good two inches shorter than the right. It’s a good thing I’ve taken to keeping extra clothes at Boy’s house.

I have a paper-cut on the crease of my pointer finger, so whenever it bends (like, say, typing) the weirdest, most annoying sensation flows though my digit. On top of that, I managed to pull something in the back of my knee at soccer last night. All of this has happened since I bruised a finger on my other hand last night by smacking it against my bedroom door. Seriously. No one would ever be surprised if I ever mumbled, “I fell”.

The only redemption of today is a girl-date for film fest. Mothers and Daughters. A movie I clearly couldn’t convince Boy to attend.

Monday, September 29, 2008

Case of the Mondays

Mondays aren't always absolutely horrible.

Sure, it's tough to drag your lazy self out of bed and shower. Even harder to resist crawling back into the warmth and sleeping for another couple of hours. Harder still to leave sweet love and hop on the crowded, dysfunctional LRT sardine-style with all the other transit commuters.

...But getting mouth-wateringly delicious peanut butter cookies from your boss, merely for doing your job the week before, makes Monday so entirely worth it.

Metal on Metal

I managed to score some free film fest tickets from my publicist friend.

Took the Boy to see Anvil! on Saturday night, since he’s all about the metal. It was amazing. Anvil is a Canadian metal band who influenced some of the bigger bands, such as Anthrax, Slayer and Metallica. They nearly made it big in 1984 in Japan when they played with many bands that went on to be huge, like Bon Jovi.

Anvil! is a tale about how the most important thing is doing what you love. Lips and Robb have been friends since they were 14 years old. Now in their 50s, they’re still making music because it’s what they love to do. Even when it seems as though their dream has been shattered, Lips remains so incredibly positive it’s enough to break your heart. If you have a chance to see this documentary, you’ll sit in awe of their positivity, their long friendship, and cheer for them along the way.

The coolest thing about film fest is the question and answer period after shows, which is especially cool when it’s a documentary. The band members were all there. All in all, it was a great date night.

Monday, September 22, 2008

FALLing (in love)

Autumn is my favourite of the seasons. I love the way it smells, the chill in the air, the pretty leaves changing and falling from the trees. It's a beautiful time of year. 

There's a lot to look forward to, camping and Thanksgiving and a trip to the corn maze. And no sunburns on the horizon!

Other fun things coming up: film fest, Halloween, indoor soccer.

Not fun things: Christmas. Both because it's the first time I won't be home with my own family and because the whole pre-Christmas, hectic-rush-to-the-mall-to-find-that-perfect-gift thing sucks.

Friday, September 19, 2008

Being a girl is stupid

Relationships are scary things. Especially when it's serious.

It's hard to keep a distinction between I and we. It's hard to find that once independent person you are sure that you were. It's hard to let yourself depend on someone so whole-heartedly. To put your precious, mended, broken, and re-mended heart into someone else's hands. 

It's hard to not become a crazy person and over-analyze everything. It's hard to take that blissful-we're-the-most-revoltingly-adorable-couple-in-the-world stage to somewhere where not everything is perfect and happy one hundred per cent of the time. It's hard to not feel like you're in secret fights with yourself.

But maybe I sub-consciously attempt to sabotage everything. 

Maybe this is why mommy dearest told the others that she doesn't think I'll ever settle down and get married...