Not So Blonde

Atoning the Atoner

R and I ordered Atonement last night on PPV. I KNOW! Glistening, riveting, glorious lives we do lead. Be jealous. But not to jealous - jealousy is not cute. OR SO I’VE BEEN TOLD.

Back to Atonement. Let me tell you how long this movie is. This movie is so long that even R dozed off a couple of times. And this from a man who watches (willingly!) things like Book TV and the Bloomberg Network. I woke up a few more times than R did and when I’d realize it was still on, I’d softly groan inside a little.

The movie is so long that you may just start thinking you’re a character within it. I found myself starting to speak in a British accent, I even began moving my arms exaggeratingly around a la Kiera Knightley.

What’s with KK pulling her arms practically behind her back when she runs/walks briskly? The teen used to do that when he first learned to walk (sweet, sweet bebe) and I called his arms his “wings”. If you have no idea what I’m talking about, watch the movie and you’ll see exactly what I mean.

If you do order/rent this flick: BRING REINFORCEMENTS. i.e. food rations, gallons of water, plenty of pillows and blankies.

Don’t get me wrong, the movie is not bad although it is a little sad… it’s just long as fuck! I think R and I were so relieved it was over that during the sad bits towards the end we both sighed, “Ah… that’s sad…” And immediately rolled over and went back to sleep.

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I need to buy a pair of flats for work. The office is pretty goshdarned casual, to the point that when I wear heels I kinda look like a street walker in comparison to everyone else. Sadness. I actually really do like dressing up for work. Now I’m kind of in between dressed up and down: somewhere in capri and ballet flats land.

It’s bliss on my back. Well, not bliss, but it definitely helps to make it feel better. Problem? I have exactly 2 pairs of flat shoes. Crazy, right? One brown and one camo (I support our troops in more of a fashion sense). At one point I did have 2 pairs of black but they were effing uncomfortable, yo! Why is it that FLATS could be the most uncomfortable pairs of shoes I’ve ever owned?

I’m bringing all this up and meandering around the point to say: How cute are these? They’re just so precious I want to sprinkle sugar on them and eat them bit by bit.

I’d get them but then, problem anew: I own NOTHING navy. Back to the drawing board…

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The teen has a game today and I’m excited to see him play. I missed last week’s game due to my foray into the salon (and if that’s not a reason to miss any given thing, I don’t know WHAT is) so I can’t miss this one.

To make myself productive til game time (and due to the fact I couldn’t - try as I might - sleep past 9:30 this morning), I have been cleaning the apartment. DEEP cleaning. Cats outside on the patio (with food and water and bed, don’t worry about those fools), cleaning the top of the fridge and inside the toaster oven, cleaning.

So I’ll get back to that. And remember, next time you run out of your Lunesta, order Atonement. SAME THING.

Edited to add: I BOUGHT THOSE DAMN SHOES. Afterwards, I was forced to go check to see if Old Navy had anything in, well, navy… and I found a shirt for 1.99. Blissful shopping day…