Thursday, December 27, 2012
I missed last Thursday's Pondering (sorry Brenda) . . . and now I find I kind of wrote about today's prompt (Resolutions) yesterday. I feel all discombobulated. It IS Thursday, right? Not Friday, or Monday, or Valentine's Day?? I only ask about Valentine's Day because on Christmas Eve my husband and I went to pick up a few more stocking stuffers and found . . . Valentine's Day candy!!! Holy Cow!! If I woke up with my head sewn to the carpet, I wouldn't be more surprised than I am now. Oh, sorry. A few too many Christmas movies this year. Or maybe it's just the SAME Christmas movie too many times. I feign surprise. I wasn't. Surprised, that is. About the Valentine's candy. I might have been surprised if it had been Easter candy, but not Valentine's candy.
Anyway, since I already wrote my Pondering With A Purpose (albeit not on purpose) yesterday, I just want to mention that I saw Les Miserables on Christmas day. I'm not like a lot of you (Marianne) who have seen the stage play like a thousand zillion times. I . . . are you sitting down? . . . was a Les Mis virgin. Yup. I had never seen the play. I hadn't read the book. I had no idea what it was even about. But I knew it had to be awesome. And I looked forward for months to seeing the movie the first day it was in theaters. To prepare myself I downloaded the book to my Kindle. All 950 pages of it. The only book I've read with that many pages was Gone With The Wind, which I loved. I was determined to finish Les Mis before Christmas . . . FAIL. Big time. Too much history in it. I wanted the meat of the story. So, I read all the synopsises (that's wrong, isn't it???) and would have bought "Les Mis for Dummies" if I could have found it.
So, I went to the movies with a good grasp of the story. And guess what??!! I LOVED IT! I LOVED IT!! I LOVED IT!! I read some fan reviews afterwards. Some were Les Mis afficionados and were disappointed in one way or another. Like the voices weren't powerful enough, or that Eponine didn't get enough time, or that Russell Crowe couldn't sing, or . . . blah blah blah. Me?? Being the Les Mis virgin that I was, I thought it was perfection. And I cried. And I will see it again. And maybe even again.
So there you have it! My Pondering With A Purpose which is really not because I accidentally did that yesterday. smile