Ignoring Responsibility, Embracing the Weekend; Or: Avocados Are Delicious
I always pronounced "avocado" "ah-vocado," but recently I started pronouncing it "aa-vocado" ("aa" as in "cat"). I don't know why this mattered enough for me to write a sentence about it. Except that I Love Avocados, and everything associated with them. I just can't get enough. Every sandwich I ever make or buy for the rest of my life (with the exception of PB&J), I want avocado in.
So. What really matters over the holidays? Well, besides family togetherness and gratitude for our bounteous blessings, I submit that for students, what matters is the ability to ignore what you don't want to face. Bonny started a thread on our family blog awhile ago about ignoring older siblings when they tease you. And then, actually, I watched a re-run the other day of Everybody Loves Raymond during which Deb and Marie duked it out over whether instructing children to "ignore" teasers really works. The consensus was--not usually. It's just too hard to ignore those meanies.
However, I have developed an uncanny ability to ignore responsibility and embrace any welcome distraction--the four-day weekend, in this case. I've always been pretty good at ignoring school-related responsibility. I worked pretty hard the weekend before Thanksgiving (while BYU was losing miserably to the U) on a group project that was due on Wednesday. I wrote myself a long list of school things to do over the holiday weekend, seeing as there are less than 2 weeks left of fall quarter, and I have completed exactly 1 of 10 assignments, and have completed exactly 0 pages of a final paper--assignments and paper are all due December 9th.
Because I had finished the group project, I felt a sense of accomplishment and was easily able to ignore said assignments and paper. December 9th...that's DAYS away.
Instead, this was the Weekend of Gratitude, Movie-Watching, and Other Good Things. Hannah, Matt, and I spent a quality weekend sleeping in, running (well, I went running), staring at the silver screen, and ignoring school responsibilities. It was great.
What did we watch? Oh, nothing much...(in alphabetical order, in keeping with my library training)
School can wait. What matters is that I can ignore it for now.
12 comments:
Now you have to post your reviews for "Walk the Line" and "Pride & Prejudice". I am anxious to see what you thought.
i love a movie weekend. glad you were able to imbibe.
I guess I was a bit of a movie-bibber, wasn't I?
To be fair, I technically watched Anchorman before and Brokedown Palace after the actual holiday weekend. And I didn't watch nearly as much Felicity as Hannah did.
P&P--LOVED. I thought it was so good. Truly. I'll see it again. I actually never read the book or watched the miniseries (never even heard of the miniseries until I went to BYU), plus Keira Knightley is a tiny bit annoying ("TRY WEARING A CORSET!"), so I wasn't that excited about seeing it. But--I went, and I loved. I actually cried at the end.
WTL--liked. The best part of this movie is the fact that Joaquin Phoenix and Reese Witherspoon do all the vocals, and they really are fantastic. And Reese is my favorite actress these days. Otherwise--I really did like it, but I couldn't help comparing it (perhaps unfairly) to Ray, which is one of my very fave movies, plus Jamie Foxx has the distinct advantage of looking just like Ray Charles once he gets those shades on, and Joaquin Phoenix is no Man in Black--he's handsome, but compare their pics--dark hair and eyes, and it ends there.
Then again, Joaquin definitely got the voice down. Says I. And it doesn't really matter what he looks like as long as he can act, right?
Anyway. Great music. In WTL and Ray. And P&P, actually.
P.S. Nic--so happy you commented!!
Come on, don't you want a review of Tootsie?
Thanks for the reviews. P&P is my favorite book and I love the mini-series. I'm anxious to see this version and see how it stands up.
I just wanted to say--
a) You saw more movies last weekend than I will see in 2 years. But I did see Harry Potter on Friday and am feeling pretty good about it.
b) I love aa-vodacos and dream of buying an avacado ranch in California. Well, actually, my husband dreams of it, and I think it's a nice idea as long as it never really happens. Too much work, and I'd probably get sick of them real quick.
c) How do you pronounce Oregon? Taurus? Colorado?
d) I think your first attempt at a Christmas photo was perfect and you both are very cute.
a) I still haven't seen Harry Potter, because I still haven't finished book 4. And, I see way too many movies. Oh well.
b) Avocados. Yum.
C) Oar-egon. Tore-us. Colo-raado. I'm a Westerner. I don't think it's allowed for me to say Colorahdo. Or Nevahda. And I never would. (Nevahda especially.) It sounds awkward. Kinda like when Westerners try to say "ahnt" instead of "ant" for "aunt." Nobody can say "ahnt" and make it sound right unless they're from somewhere...easterly. Though I do pronounce ABBA, "Ah-ba."
d) Thank you.
Katie: I liked Anchorman better this time around than I did when I saw it in the theater. Christina Applegate kinda bugs me, but you have to love Will Ferrell, Fred Willard, Steve Carell, etc. I especially like the rumble in the alley with all the news teams. The special features were quite hilarious (Ron Burgundy's interview for the Museum of TV & Radio was my fave).
Melinda and Melinda had its moments; it was okay, I didn't love it. I don't think that actors making fun of actors is that entertaining, since I'm not an actor and I don't really get the actor jokes.
What did you do for Thanksgiving? Spend time with the Rodge?
Oh, and my fave Anchorman line: "The human torch was denied a bank loan."
AHH-vocados are the veggie of the gods!
Brokedown Palace? It was on TV last week wasn't it? Did I see that one with you in the theater?
The-AH-ter or The-Ay-ter?
I think it THE-ater
You could be like the Germans and say "Tay-AH-ter" (spelled Theater).
I may have seen BP with you, Phoebe. I don't remember--it came out several years ago. It may have been on TV, but I didn't watch it on TV, I rented.
Post a Comment