Friday morning, I went to the library, took out three dvds, brought them home, set up a make-shift tv scene (washstand + laptop) at the foot of my bed– then crawled under the covers with a dog snuggled in on each side of me and that is where I spent the next 72 hours.
Except for trips to the bathroom, the refrigerator, walking the dogs and traveling back to the library to get another six dvds, I did not leave that bed.
One of the movies I watched was No Reservations (which is a pretty lame remake of a really good Swedish film I had enjoyed years ago, but I loved it and sobbed all the way through it which felt awesome!) and in it the Catherine Zeta-Jones character keeps saying, “I’ve never done this, I’ve never done that” as she is pushed into new experiences (NOTE: she plays an uptight chef who has no life outside of work and can’t seem to get in touch with her feelings– so I couldn’t really relate to her at all)– and I was watching it on Saturday, sometime deep into this long weekend of bed rest and I thought– me, too. I have NEVER (as in my whole life long– never ever) laid in bed and watched movies. Really. Never.
And you know what? Um, yeah– one of the best things I have done for myself in a very long time.
Biggest surprise was what became my favorite flick of the weekend– I only grabbed it cause I needed a lot to choose from and library is free so if I hated it, who cared– only I LOVED it and watched it twice: The Jane Austen Book Club.
Have you guys seen this? So yummy. Maria Bello is flipping gorgeous, Emily Blunt is one of my most favorite actresses and Hugh Darcy pretty much owns me from now on (although he will have to be okay with the fact that I also belong to Mark Ruffalo, Alessandro Nivola and Aaron Eckhart).
This morning it is a full on busy work scene here with Lauren and Carol on task and me floating around trying not to forget the things I want to remember.
I am not 100 percent, but I am feeling better and really excited that as soon as I post this scribble I am headed back to bed. (Lauren brought Persuasion with her when she arrived last night and I have never seen it– so, good times ahead).
And then yesterday afternoon– my dear Lady Daffodilly came round with a dozen white roses, watercress, ginger tea and a giant bar of Lindt chocolate (which, naturally I consumed in one go) because she isn’t the busiest woman on the planet and has nothing but time to drive into the hinterlands and nurture her dear, dying friend. And as she drove off, what was in the field out the window?
Seriously, I kid you not.