I'm a Moron
And the universe is just fucking with me now. I volunteered for Eve's class's field trip this week, because I'd gone on Angus's and I didn't think fast enough to book a colonoscopy or have a crippling accident that would have convinced Eve I couldn't go on hers. And the teacher sent a note saying thanks for offering but we already have enough volunteers.
YAY. Full credit for good intentions (which I did not have, my intentions were distinctly grudging and ungracious) and no requirement for arduous follow-through.
Then she came out when I went to pick up Eve this afternoon and said she'd had two last-minute cancellations so they could really use my help after all.
SONOFABITCH. Should have maimed myself when I had the chance.
I get to drive by myself this time. It'll be fine.
Nan from Wrath of Mom was talking about movies she hasn't seen and movies she loved but couldn't watch now, which reminded me of A Room With a View, which I adored and watched over and over. Once I watched it with my friend from University. Jen was funny and outgoing and I was always a little in awe of her. She spoke her mind and worked in a bar and slept with older men. After the movie, she said wistfully, "you know, if I was living this movie, I just know that I would be in love with George.... I would kind of want Freddy (who would be her brother if she was living in this movie, but let's just let that go by)....
but I would end up sleeping with Mr. Beebe."
It was an impressive display of self-knowledge.
YAY. Full credit for good intentions (which I did not have, my intentions were distinctly grudging and ungracious) and no requirement for arduous follow-through.
Then she came out when I went to pick up Eve this afternoon and said she'd had two last-minute cancellations so they could really use my help after all.
SONOFABITCH. Should have maimed myself when I had the chance.
I get to drive by myself this time. It'll be fine.
Nan from Wrath of Mom was talking about movies she hasn't seen and movies she loved but couldn't watch now, which reminded me of A Room With a View, which I adored and watched over and over. Once I watched it with my friend from University. Jen was funny and outgoing and I was always a little in awe of her. She spoke her mind and worked in a bar and slept with older men. After the movie, she said wistfully, "you know, if I was living this movie, I just know that I would be in love with George.... I would kind of want Freddy (who would be her brother if she was living in this movie, but let's just let that go by)....
but I would end up sleeping with Mr. Beebe."
It was an impressive display of self-knowledge.
Comments
Enjoy that field trip! You are a saint for volunteering.
Hope the field trip goes great!
It is becoming clear to me I'm going to have to cultivate my reputation as 'that mother' early on so as not to be welcome at these things.
Oh Mr. Beebe. You had such quiet hotness. I cried and cried when he died in Four Weddings and a Funeral (called something else, but always Mr. Beebe in my own mind).
I love that movie. It's been on my wish list forever.
Great movie - and I totally would have gone from one to the next.
Just for that, I'm following now.