A day of surprises

Self-improvement status update . . .

Yoga: Didn't happen yesterday. I'm going to pigeon-pose myself stupid today to make up for it.

Blogging: I didn't blog yesterday. Part of it was sheer laziness. I spent the greater part of the late morning and early afternoon in bed with Curtis, watching, first, a movie I'd spent nearly three decades looking for, and, next, some MST3K movies. While I try to make sure I'm getting out of bed--that somehow makes me feel more productive, even if I just move to the couch--I'm allowed to spend time in bed as long as Curtis is there with me. That, I reason, is not "Sally falling apart" time. No, that's "valuable moments spent with my husband" time.

The first movie we watched was Miyazaki's Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind. I watched it when I was probably about 10 or 11, and it stuck with me throughout my entire life. For a long time, I didn't know the name of it, and therefore couldn't even begin to look for it. A few years ago, with the help of an anime-loving friend (I honestly can't remember who it was--maybe my Japanophile friend Tommy?), we were able to tease out the name of the movie with my rather inexact description of a scene: "There were giant fleas in it. Giant flying fleas, I think."I was wrong about the "flying" part, but the rest of it helped my friend help me.

I found it on Netflix, and ordered it. It was as magical and allegorical as all of Miyazaki's movies, and I realized the scene that had stuck with me for so long was almost exactly as I remembered it--it was as if it had been burned into my memory. I cried at the end, as I am wont to do with many of his movies. It made me want to watch _My Neighbor Totoro_ again. I'm holding off on _Grave of the Fireflies_ until I shake off a bit more of the gloom.

The MST3K movies were not among their finest offerings. One was Soultaker, starring Joe Estevez, Martin Sheen's brother. The other was some movie with Joe Don Baker.

Leaving the House: I had one major thing to accomplish last night, but before that, I decided to go out on a minor excursion. Accompanied by Matt Archer, I went to 5 Points, to the new yogurt place, and bought bubble tea. Nom.

I also bought a bottle of wine as a gift for Wade and Jill, as their engagement party was last night at Wade's parents' house.

So Curtis and I went to their engagement party . . .

Which turned out to be their wedding.

It was a total shock. Only Kim--who was performing the ceremony--was in on it. The rest of us, including their families, were completely duped. It was a lovely surprise, though, and a truly touching wedding. We hung out with many friends, then headed over to Shannon and David's to splash about in the pool.

Yesterday was a really good day.

Today is also a good day. Curtis and I ran some errands, and now we're back at home, relaxing and listening to the storm.