A Weekend Enjoyed
This weekend shaped up to be the kind I really like. We took Sun to Storyland in City Park yesterday. I don’t recall any special visit to Storyland as a child, but I remember always finding the place magical. It’s a place designed solely for children–a “fairytale theme park”–where kids can climb on things and run and scream and really enjoy being a kid. As an adult, the place isn’t as enchanting. But knowing Sun will soon find its magic and that that magic will cast its spell over her for years to come is still really exciting.
Then I watched some Oscar movies–”There Will Be Blood,” “Atonement,” and “Michael Clayton.” Add those to “Juno” and “No Country for Old Men” that I also recently saw and I have now seen all five movies nominated for best film. Did I mention I have an eight-month old? Do you know how impossible it is for me to watch a movie? And so watching three in two days is quite remarkable. Now I just need to figure a way to watch the Oscars.
We also returned to Angelo Brocato’s for gelato and had our Sunday brunch with friends (although I was cranky to have gotten to the restaurant and seated after our friends already had their food). But Amber won me over with her discussion of her fine jewelry.
But the highlight of my weekend was doing something I’ve never done before. I’ve tried now several times and failed. But not today. Today, I met a fellow blogger, Katie from Overflowing Brain. She posted about being nervous to meet me (!), about taking care about her appearance. And I was nervous, too (and took care about what I wore). It’s the closest thing I’ve had to a first date in over a decade and it unnerved me a bit.
I love Katie’s blog and I was worried that (a) she’d not like me in person as much as anonymously or (b) it’d be too weird to carry on a live conversation. What would we talk about? (“So, hi, Katie. Wanna show me your scar and I’ll show you Sun’s hemangioma?”)
Once we sat down and started to just, you know, talk, things were very fluid. There were no awkward silences or moments of regret (even with our disagreeing about “No Country for Old Men”). She’s really someone I like, even more so in person. And honestly, I didn’t think about the possibility of her spilling tea on me even once. I think I have a new, real friend.