OK, before I start rambling about the small stuff, a well-deserved shout-out is in order for Mr. Obama for totally working his show in Iowa. Who could be mad?
Just got in from the premiere of The Wire’s final season. I’m so addicted to the show, have interviewed a handful of the cast and am sad to see it retire in 10 weeks. They’re taking the focus off the kids, for a minute, to expose the spin cycle that is our media. I know where I’ll be every Sunday night.
Have been making the rounds, checking in on family friends. Had lunch with Ms. West today who, along with a whole tribe of Val’s friends, raised me into who I am today. Her house was basically my oasis when I was growing up and as soon as I stepped into apartment #5A today, I felt like I was seven years old. Everything is just as I remembered…every picture in its frame, every glass in the china cabinet lined up perfectly. I loved spending the afternoon with her and was finally able to laugh about getting stuck in the bathroom all those years ago. I was probably in there for 20 minutes, but I swear it felt like an eternity. At the time, I was inconsolable, but today, I cracked up at the memory. I guess that means I’m all grown up, right?
My friend’s son is turning 10 this weekend, so I must pick up a little something for the kid who has everything, including, of course, the latest PlayStation. How can I top that? Honestly, I don’t think a book (my gift of choice) is gonna cut it. He’s got a great sense of humor, though, so here’s hoping he’ll get a kick out of whatever I find for him. Fingers crossed.
Met a deadline today (yeah!) and have a few more looming, but I need to rest the brain for a sec. Reading will help with the whole input-output thing, so I’ll be catching up on my January mags and trying to get into The Secret Life of Bees, which is about to be a movie, too. Also, want to really get going on Eat, Pray, Love, which for the record, I bought waaaaay before it was an Oprah book club selection. I take it with me everywhere – the park, the library, the couch – and I’m determined to finish it! There’s just so much to read and so little time. I remember hearing that bell hooks reads a book a day. I’m beyond jealous and incredibly behind.
Am off to have a sip of 100% Ruby Red Grapefruit.