Darn it! Life intrudes on the fun I guess.
I started the diagnostic test yesterday. On the first 20 questions I had a 60%, which is much better than expected–by me at least. I’m sure it will go downhill from there. I think you need 75% to pass though, so that is a good place to start. I am going to make myself work on it every day. I mean it. Mrs. Strictness here. Right? Uh huh. I mean, a C.P.A would be nice. What’s another year of studying?
In other news. I went and had acupunture done to help with my shoulder. Although I am feeling nearly back to normal, my fingers are still numb, which bothers me, and my arm feels weak and sore a lot. So this is supposed to help. He put in a bunch of needles in my neck, shoulder and arm, and then hooked up electrical wiring to me. K said it looked like he was trying to jump a car–or wake Frankenstien. Thanks honey! The pain was not bad, but you know with electricity how it’s hard not to be tense? I mean, electicity hurts, right? So I was sitting there while he’s telling me to relax going, sure, right, I’ll do that–as soon as you pull all these needles out and turn off the voltage!!
Our car is fixed–for those who didn’t know, it was in the shop for some time. Now he asked K if I would consider trading out tax work on his biz and personal taxes for some of the fee. Love it!
I’m really only reading Lord of the Rings right now. You know how sometimes books get really addictive and you can’t put them down? Well, I’m in the middle of it. It’s the last thing I put down at night and the first thing I pick up in the morning. Yesterday I was reading, sitting on the floor, book on the coffee table (it’s a big book) and K’s like, what are you doing? I realized I was in the middle of one of the poems and was whispering it to myself. They are soooo much better read aloud. The sound and poetry come through and it’s much more understandable if you ask me. He laughed, but it’s true!!! Try it. If you’re every reading prose with some poetry thrown in.
Whew! CPA study guide didn’t come. Guess I should track it, right? Hmmmm.
On that note, Miramax is quietly being sucked into it’s parent studio. Frightening. This is the company that made it possible for indie movies to be successful, and they are gone. We’re talking The Station Agent, The English Patient, Kill Bill I & II, Good Will Hunting, Blue, Clerks, Cold Mountain, and really the one that started it all, sex, lies & videotape. I guess from now on we are just going to be watching white bread again. I’m a bit depressed. I’ve thought for several years the quality of movies has been in decline, and I have the feeling this will not help. By the way, I sat next to Harvey Weinstein of Miramax at a movie screening at Sundance one night. Well, he was on the end seat of his row and I was across the aisle. Folding chairs and stuff we were about 3 feet apart. Russell Crowe was on the other side of Harvey, and his girlfriend (now wife) was sitting behind him, as they were trying to play up the Nicole Kidman/Russell Crowe possibility in the press that year. How’s that for name dropping?
great job Peter Jackson and Fran Walsh did with the screenplay. The important points are there, but the story was edited to make it much more dramatic and give better shots for the cinematographer. I love the book and in a perfect world a movie could be everything, but in our world, he did a great job.
o lunch. May not, but may. He is with his boss/partner. I guess I’ll say partner since we did invest and have a percentage now, right?
A few weeks ago Jude started having ‘band practice’. He mainly plays guitar, but in the band, he plays bass. We bought him a nice bass last summer and he plays it a bit. He was entering ‘The Battle of the Bands’ at school with some friends; Marina, Jude, Chris and Sean. They named themselves ‘Marina and Some Guys.” Well, yesterday I find out the actual battle was that night. K and I went early and got really good seats although the auditorium wasn’t totally full. A bunch of Jude’s friends were there and came and sat by us.
They won $100 and some recording time. He’s playing next week at Regionals. Can’t wait. 
but it’s a rambling bunch of meaningless, drug induces weirdness to me. I guess I should try to read it at home where I’m not finding my normally liberal self feeling prudish and embarrassed by such a work. Okay, I admit it, I’m a wuss.
somewhat of a biography, I decided to skip around the book, and read stories inspired by specific neighbors of Cather’s. The first was Neighbor Rosicky. If I meet my neighbors, if I become friends with them , and even if we do things together, I doubt a thought about them enters my head when we are apart. Yet here is Willa Cather, who fashions thoughts, feelings, entire plots around the people she meets and spends time with.
The other night I left my boots on the bus. I’d worn them to work, because it was raining and there was a snow storm warning, so I thought I’d need them. I didn’t. The rain pushed all the mucky inversion away and it was beautiful, so I tied them together and carried them home. But, it is not in my routine to pick up boots from the floor when I get off the bus, so I didn’t. Anything outside my normal routine is usually forgotten. I’m like that. I even have a routine for reading.
It was supposed to be snowy/rainy today so I brought my awesome purple umbrella and wore my snow boots. Other than the few little drops that might have actually been from the trees over me when I got out of bus, I got nothin’. Nothing! It is beautiful and blue outside. At least the little moisture we had yesterday washed away all the inversion gunk and we can breath and see the sky again! Hard to believe that earlier this month northern Utah and Southern Idaho had the worst air quality in the entire nation. Crazy. They were telling little kids, the elderly, and anyone with any breathing issues to just stay home.
likable was about Elton’s proposal. The silly thing was, Emma thought Elton was ridiculous to feel his station, which is above Harriet’s, should stand in the way of them being a couple. Who was he to look down on Harriet just because her parentage and connections were unknown? Then of course Emma is completely irritated by the fact that Elton thinks he can rise above his station to ask Emma to marry him! Of all the nerve! Oh, hypocrisy is absolutely one of the factors of every personality if you ask me, but how fun to read it so well preserved!