This past Monday night my Oma, my mother’s mother passed away after many years of declining mental and physical health. She will be greatly missed. No, not the shell that stopped breathing, peacefully, in her sleep that night, but the vibrant, quirky, Emily Post-esque lady she was before dementia took control of her life and dragged down the lives of those who loved her. Tuesday my friend Molly asked if I was sad. I told her, truthfully, I’m more sad of HOW her life declined and sad over the loss of my last living grandparent than I am of her eventual death. This Saturday we who lived her will celebrate her life. Celebrateing by being together, with stories, and of course wine. And even though it’s a bit early, I’m sure my sister will let it slide, to let the family know and celebrate a new life. There’s an old gospel song that suggests the theory that there is never a passing without new life, and how lucky is my family for this to be true.

The husband doesn’t like them. He would deny this statement, but he only likes films that are “good”, by his definition. Which for the life of me I can’t figure out. Posible “good” movies are documentaries, docu-dramas (that are not chick related), and movies about war/strife, the best of all would be docudramas about war with real interviews!!! He does not like action, drama, comedy, romance or childrens, there have been some exceptions - pixar. He thinks they are dumb. I on the other hand, love movies! All kind of movies, and I like them for what they are. Of course romantic movies are sappy and predictable! A helecopter chase makes everything more awesome! And duh, smart hipster flicks are way to cliche for their own good. I just love movies, so you can see my frustration about husband.

Examples of Husband approved movies: Band of brothers Last king of Scotland Traffic Best in show (but not other Guest movies) Black hawk down Kite runner Once And anything Ken Burns ever made.

Don’t get me wrong I like those movies too! They are good, but I like SO MANY others as well. Sigh. That being said, we saw Up In the Air over the weekend and he liked it!

It’s so freaking cold in my house! Outside of winning the lotto or untimely, unknown death of wealthy relative the only way the hubs will let me turn on the heat is company or a baby.

Anyone want to visit? Preferably with a baby?

I feel (and since it’s my blog, what I feel is always right), that when in any given room within one’s home, the view into adjacent rooms ought to be visually homogeneous. Not matchy matchy, but containing a “flow” if you will.

And I will.