I had a lovely yet slightly lonely weekend. I worked on photos and slept. And ate. And surfed the net. And watched a What Not to Wear marathon. And returned some stuff. And browsed through Bath and Body as my hands were dry and wanted to take advantage of the open lotion bar. And heard three separate couples having the same conversation wherein the female was apologizing tot he male and assuring them that they would only be a minute. And bought a "Better Than Making Out" caramel apple, but this time of the Key Lime variety. Ate the apple as I went to see the Bridge To Terabithia all by my lonesome. And cried my little eyes out. It's cathartic like that.
A lot of people, okay so just the people that have read the book (which I am finding in surprisingly small numbers...I am sad for the deprived childhoods of some people) are a little wary about the fantastic nature of the film. All the mystical looking creatures and such. True, that some of the details may not be straight from the book. I wondered about that myself (need to read it again to truly recall), but I have a little theory on this. In my minds eye, that can be pretty imaginative at times, this is totally true to the book. Even when the idea of these made up creatures lurching at the children are not spelled out in the book, it is what I saw. Which I think is part of the whole nature of the read. And fear not skeptics who do not live in the day dreamy world that I inhabit, for it's not all about that. And is presented as make believe that they create. I think it was done very well.
Apart from that, meet Whitney and Josh. A very sweet couple. Their engagements last weekend were great fun despite the cold and my fatigue and general not feeling wellness. Here are just a couple excerpts from what I managed to get done thus far.
I'm loving this. In church, I bore my testimony for what seems like the first time in a long time. Just of my knowledge of the Lord's hand in our lives. Some may think me naive or silly, but I see everyday coincidences and little things like having family and friends believe in me as these tender mercies of the Lord. After church, this cute new girl in the ward came up to me and said, "I've been thinking that we'd get along". Which was a little odd, and just cool, because I never would have verbalized it like that, but I felt that same. There are just some people that you are drawn to. Kindred spirits if you will. And lo and behold, she has an ambition to get a little more into photography and was impressed with what I've done. Which just blows me away. I have a ways to go, but the realization that someone may see me as one to learn something from, as little as it may be, just feels good. And inspires me to keep going.
So not a terribly pathetic weekend? Especially seeing as how the result is a well rested Sarah who is feeling 99.9% better after being sick for almost 2 weeks straight. I'm leaving myself 1% for improvement, because there should always be room for that.