Wacky, Wacky World
Dec. 28th, 2003 05:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
liptonrm_backupAh Hoy Hoy! The moral of the day ("Auntie, why are you telling us the moral if we haven't even heard the story?" the children whined. "Because I can." their loving, and manaical aunt responded with a slightly skewed grin) is to never, ever mention things like losing weight to cubanos. It only leads to embarrassment. How could I have possibly gotten into this situation? It's all kind of funny, actually...
See, I teach the spanish-language sunday school at my church. Seeing as I live in Michigan, and it's winter, the class isn't all that large. Since there is a strangely high number of Cuban emigrants living in my area, there were two gentlemen in class today, both from Cuba. Seeing as the only other people in class were the two male missionaries, that left me as the only female in class. I was making some sort of point and I brought up the making of New Year's Resolutions and I tried to make a little joke about how every year I resolve to lose weight and every year I don't quite make it. It was a joke with truth in it, the best kind of joke there was, however, the two cubanos didn't take it in quite the same way and they started giving me all sorts of advice on losing weight and how it was all about in my mind and I had to be determined, blah, blah, blah. Their comments completely threw me off for the rest of the lesson and I was sooo embarrassed. I simply did not intend for my little joke to become a huge discussion, nor for my dieting goals to become a matter of conversation. I really should have known better. *shrug* Oh well, live and learn and laugh at everything else;-).
Went to see RotK for the third time last night. My Da and I had watched the other two extended editions the night before, as a kind of 'warm up' as the Pater called it. Let me tell you what, having seen the last movie makes the other two that much more affecting. When I first saw FotR my heart broke at the end, knowing what would happen to Frodo and how much he would lose, but now that I've seen everything and seen how much he did lose I start crying when everyone's happy in the Shire and I carry on intermittently from there on.
That all, of course, makes RotK more immediate and devestating. The look on Frodo's face when he finally stumbles out of the Sammath Naur and you can see the way his burden has been lifted. *sob* Don't mind me, I'm just going to curl up in the foetal postion and cry for a bit.
My only pet peeve comes from my own interpretation and not from the movie. I just can't stop thinking, 'There's a size double' instead of 'There's Pippin (or Gimli, or Merry, etc.). It's so annoying, I just want to enjoy the story, not microanalyze the effects and thins, but my brain just won't stop. Curse it, we hates it.;-)
Was listening to the RotK soundtrack as I carpooled with Mum to church today. She asked me what it was and said she really liked it. Yay! I may have a convert after all;-). Of course, then she proceeded to talk through Billy's singing, which was more then a little annoying. Mothers.
See, I teach the spanish-language sunday school at my church. Seeing as I live in Michigan, and it's winter, the class isn't all that large. Since there is a strangely high number of Cuban emigrants living in my area, there were two gentlemen in class today, both from Cuba. Seeing as the only other people in class were the two male missionaries, that left me as the only female in class. I was making some sort of point and I brought up the making of New Year's Resolutions and I tried to make a little joke about how every year I resolve to lose weight and every year I don't quite make it. It was a joke with truth in it, the best kind of joke there was, however, the two cubanos didn't take it in quite the same way and they started giving me all sorts of advice on losing weight and how it was all about in my mind and I had to be determined, blah, blah, blah. Their comments completely threw me off for the rest of the lesson and I was sooo embarrassed. I simply did not intend for my little joke to become a huge discussion, nor for my dieting goals to become a matter of conversation. I really should have known better. *shrug* Oh well, live and learn and laugh at everything else;-).
Went to see RotK for the third time last night. My Da and I had watched the other two extended editions the night before, as a kind of 'warm up' as the Pater called it. Let me tell you what, having seen the last movie makes the other two that much more affecting. When I first saw FotR my heart broke at the end, knowing what would happen to Frodo and how much he would lose, but now that I've seen everything and seen how much he did lose I start crying when everyone's happy in the Shire and I carry on intermittently from there on.
That all, of course, makes RotK more immediate and devestating. The look on Frodo's face when he finally stumbles out of the Sammath Naur and you can see the way his burden has been lifted. *sob* Don't mind me, I'm just going to curl up in the foetal postion and cry for a bit.
My only pet peeve comes from my own interpretation and not from the movie. I just can't stop thinking, 'There's a size double' instead of 'There's Pippin (or Gimli, or Merry, etc.). It's so annoying, I just want to enjoy the story, not microanalyze the effects and thins, but my brain just won't stop. Curse it, we hates it.;-)
Was listening to the RotK soundtrack as I carpooled with Mum to church today. She asked me what it was and said she really liked it. Yay! I may have a convert after all;-). Of course, then she proceeded to talk through Billy's singing, which was more then a little annoying. Mothers.
