Friday morning I woke up to find I had no coffee. I sleepily texted my neighbor for a cup and then spied out my front door only to see her leaving before getting my text. I made some tea and sat on my couch staring blurry-eyed at my computer. Eventually I heard a knock at my backdoor, in my groggy state I guess it startled me and I walked, or maybe I should say stumbled to my door, or maybe I should say into my chair. I stubbed my toe but tried to play it off and show gratitude to my neighbor bearing the promise of wakefulness. Later I found my little toe was crying out in pain. You know stubbed toes usually hurt wicked for a minute and then subside? This was oposite, not too bad at first but quickly going into pain that triggers my sailors mouth. After hopping back to my couch I looked down to find it looked a lot like the photo of M's eye I recently posted (you are welcome for me not posting photos of my mangled foot). Yep, it was definitely broken. None too happy was I. But ever the optimist and hypochondriac I decided to look on the bright side: i didn't have to imagine anything being wrong with me, less thanksgiving cooking for me, a great excuse to allow for a messy house and a reason to lounge around drink wine (a little extra for the pain of course) and watch good movies all weekend while getting some pillow orders done. The best part was the glorious role reversal of me being the one saying "ooo, ooo, can you get me..."
I ended up watching a surfeit of movies, I started with Moonrise Kingdom with my oldest, Fisher, he is a real movie buff and I hadn't realized he hadn't seen any Wes Anderson movies (what?!) - he loved this one, so we kept going with an anderson movie marathon. I also watched a documentary called First Position (which is about children ballerinas whose feet look a lot like mine. I felt a kinship with these little feet.). He wasn't as into that one as I was. This list goes on but I will stop there.
How was your weekend? See any good movies? I am taking recommendations as I have a few more days on my couch and don't want to slide into any reality tv marathons. . .