I've been a bit stressed lately...Stressed brides, bickering kids, or hormone therapy not working as well as usual...maybe a combination of everything. So blog posts just aren't rolling out of my head and through my hands, and if I have an idea, I don't have time to concentrate long enough to type it out.
Yesterday I was printing out the inserts for Prince Steadfast and Princess Sassy's wedding invitations. They were meant to be used for directions to the site, but we have guests coming from 3 different directions, and there is a distinctly more advantageous route from each.
Our choices were to write all 3 on the card, print 3 different cards and make sure the right one got in each invitation, or Plan C. Plan C won. We instead decided to print a Bible verse they chose to set the tone for the invitation and wedding, and then refer everyone to their wedding website for the driving directions....All carefully set over the top of a softened photo of the happy couple. A more unique and lovely option, I thought.
Not that it would've changed anything, but I didn't think about how much longer it takes to print photos than just text. Since the cards are heavy stock and an odd size, they need to be fed into the printer one at a time. This meant sitting at the computer, almost-mindlessly feeding stock into the printer for a LONG time. Thank goodness my computer will play DVDs, so I popped in a favorite flick to entertain myself.
I chose "It's Complicated." I could watch, and have watched, this movie over and over again. On the face of it, some may question this choice. It certainly has elements to it I don't support...Extra-marital sex, pre-marital sex, recreational drug use (pot smoking)...
european and californian style come together in It’s Complicated shown on Rooms to Rave About |
I realized yesterday that it was more than those things. At one point Meryl Streep's character tells Alec Baldwin's too-often-in-a-state-of-undress-for-me character to turn around as she's exiting the bed, because 'the last time he saw her stand up she was in her 40s and now things look differently lying down.' Here we realize that yes, this beautiful woman is into her 50s... And I can identify with her concern for gravity, and her previously shown concern for drooping eyelids (that doesn't override her fear for cosmetic surgery and the probably ensuing 6 month headache!)
The next time her concern with her age is mentioned, she is on a date with her architect. Her husband's new wife, the woman he left her for, is now in her 30s, so must've been in her 20s when they started their relationship. She is concerned that she is too old for the architect to find her attractive, but he says in his wonderful and appreciative way, "Your age is one of the things I like best about you." He gets what the old husband is learning, and like she decided right away about the plastic surgery...New and pretty isn't always better than the time-worn, patina'd alternative, which offers other beneficial and attractive considerations.
So I think that's it. In addition to hitting on almost all of my biggest interests, it wonderfully showcases the vibrant life and ever-growing beauty, and yes, even thriving sexuality left in us women of a certain age. Besides...It makes me laugh, which is my #1 requirement in a movie, and.... the scummy husband learns his lesson in the end and gets to live his life in regret. Ha!