Communion

Well, it's been a wasted weekend.  Only good if you like dog hair coating your very existence.  Friday was spent working, writing my first blog, and, of course, breathlessly awaiting the arrival of the trash men.   Yesterday was spent washing and drying and chopping and bagging various food items for a party that is today, at my BFF's house, and then today, of course, is the party.  So, high in fun quotient (do chopping, washing, drying with friends and it's still fun), but low in cleanliness quotient, or furthering other needs of my own, like getting my last two boxes from the Fiance's ManCave in the basement.

Ah, well.  What's a girl to do?

Last night, in continuing pursuit of accomplishing absolutely nothing, the Fiance and I went off to see 'Prince of Persia', which was a video game he played often in his youth, apparently.  Honestly, it was a lovely movie.  Five stars, Hollywood at it's finest.  In it's way, it was like watching a great old adventure movie from the '40s, just with better special effects.  The story was good, and the Fiance, who annoyingly figures out the ending to the movie five minutes in, had no idea exactly where it would end up (apparently he played the game, but never reached the end, if, indeed, the movie has a similar ending), the sets were great, the costumes were great, the actors were pretty, there were battles and fighting, but no need to see entrails, lots of blood, or generalized goriness - enough to know people were dying, but no wallowing in the deaths.   Would totally see it again.  And this from a person who's taken to just walking out of movies if  things become too disturbing (much to the Fiance's annoyance).

Then we came home and watched the 'Dr. Who' we'd recorded via magic of the DVR.  Ever seen Dr. Who?  It's a British show, the longest running sci-fi show in the world, and the Fiance has been watching it since he was in his nappies, practically, in England.  He turned me onto it when we started dating, and it's now a fav.  High reco's on it, too, if you want to waste an hour or so, though I am sorry you'll miss the David Tennant years of the Doctor, a human-looking alien called a Time Lord, who has an affinity for planet Earth and it's people and can travel throughout the galaxy and throughout time as he chooses in a blue Police Call Box that is deceptive in its outer look.  Yes, I know, it all sounds very odd, but it's fun and at times thought-provoking.  The Doctor changes every once in a while, going through a 'regeneration' on the show, and he suddenly looks completely different but with the same memories - thus the reason it can be such a long running show.  Anyway, check it out if you have a free hour - BBCAmerica.

Well, enough with the malingering, I have to go help do party setup.  So I will chat with you all later.  Doggies are, astounding enough, quiet, due to the fact they are al on the couch, asleep.  But as soon as I stand, that will change.

Later -