Closed Circuit was a good movie.
Closed Circuit was a good movie.
50 years. We’ve come so far, but we still have a long way to go.
Ten songs I’ve had stuck in my head this week:
1. You’ve Got Time by Regina Spektor. It’s the theme song for Orange is the New Black, which is the show I’m currently watching (and enjoying more than I expected I would) on the elliptical machines and stationary bikes and treadmills at the gym.
2. It’s a Hard Knock Life from Annie. I told Bean the other day that I was surprised I still had that one in there. She retorted with a deadpan, “Mom, we’re stuck with that one for life.”
3. Just a Feeling by Maroon 5. Maroon 5 has taken up pretty much permanent residence in the recesses of my ears; this just happens to be what’s playing at the moment.
4. Brave by Sara Bareillas. Dingo sent me this song a little while ago (when I was feeling small and weak), and it made me cry. “Show me how big your brave is.” (yep; still makes me cry).
5. How Far We’ve Come by Matchbox 20. It’s a good running song, and I kinda like the attitude of it.
6. Come to Me by the Goo Goo Dolls. They played this as a new song during the concert we went to earlier this summer. It’s a sweet little love song, and I went home right away and downloaded the whole album.
7. Gravedigger by Dave Matthews. I’m considering a creative writing exercise that sends students to an old graveyard and asks them to imagine the lives of the people whose names are engraved on the stones.
8. Make You Feel My Love by Adele. I’m really not an Adele fan; I haven’t figured out if I like her voice or not, and some of her songs’ lyrics really don’t work for me. I do like this song, though. I heard it in a store on Monday, and it rooted.
9. The Middle by Jimmy Eat World. This came up in my Pandora rotation the other day. It’s a catchy little tune.
10. Home by Phillip Phillips. Another catchy tune, and I really like the message.
I think I may be Morticia Addams…
(It’s actually a gif so it’s not easy to tell that she takes the dagger from Wednesday and hands her an axe.)
Here’s the thing; Morticia is an excellent mother. She honors who her kids really are; she doesn’t try to change them into what SHE thinks they should be. What’s more, she does whatever she can to see that her people have the tools they need to be successful.
That’s good mothering, right there.
Bean acts in the closing show of Annie in the Park tonight.
It’s been a good summer. The commitment for the show was a HUGE one; four – sometimes five – shows a week, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, from June through tonight. With the exception of one show that was rained out and the week she missed while we were at the lake, Bean’s hasn’t missed a performance. We were talking about it on the way over the other day (I bring her in; Dad picks her up) and she surprised me by saying that, if there’s another show that she could act in, she’d be willing to do it again. I really thought that this part wore her out – and she admitted that it did – but she enjoyed it enough to consider signing up for another run.
Mr. Chili and I are going to see the closing show; we went to the opening, so it seems only right and fitting that we should be there at the end, too (even though we can recite the damned thing by now), and I have every expectation that Bean will be very active in the high school drama club (she’s a freshman this year. Yikes! I hope next year’s production is something OTHER than Annie!).
I’m proud of my Bean; this has been a good run.
Edited to include: that’s the actress playing Miss Hannigan in the front, there. She was perhaps my favorite character. She plays Hannigan with a kind of spastic energy that is reminiscent of Lewis Black; she actually twitches in some spots, and it’s awesome.