Last weekend, while Bill was helping people put on helmets so they could drive around a racetrack, one of the things I did was go to see the movie Beauty and the Beast. I loved the movie so much. It was spectacular, totally riveting. I have seen the Disney animated version and I have seen the play on Broadway (literally!). The movie is a nice blend of the two versions. The acting and music were impressive. I couldn’t help but cry. Two particular things struck me that day. First, as I was paying for my movie, I noticed a couple about my age, and I heard the husband request, “Two seniors for Beauty and the Beast.” I couldn’t stop myself. I went up to the couple and said to the woman, “I can’t believe you were able to get your husband to come to this movie.” She laughed, and told me, “We take turns choosing the movie, and it was my turn.” The husband shrugged good-naturedly. The second thing that struck me is that I am very glad that circumstances resulted in me being unable to take Kaiya, Mylee, and Cole to that same movie during our recent trip back to Denver. There were scenes that were darnright scary. Snarling wolves. A very mean Beast until he mellowed out. I think Kaiya and Cole would have been fine. Mylee would have FREAKED OUT.
Before Jen left to go back to Colorado during her last trip to AZ, she left a six-pack of little cans of Pepsi, and asked me to make sure there were always two cans in the refrigerator for whenever Lilly and Austin stopped by. They full-out know that the cans of soda are there waiting for them. Yesterday, I got a call from my niece Maggie who asked if I could watch the two kids for a couple of hours between the time she left for work and Mark would be able to pick them up. I had absolutely nothing to do, so I said yes. As soon as they walked in the door, they reminded me that they had cans of pop awaiting them. At the same time, their mom gave me a package of red vines that she was allowing the two kids to split as a treat. It didn’t take long before this happened……
Who knew that Red Vines could be straws as well as candy?
Writing More Better
I have been on hold for literally months for a book at the Mesa Public Library. A romance novel? No. A mystery? Uh-uh. A historical novel? Not a chance. It is called On Writing Well: The Classic Guide to Writing Nonfiction, by William Zinsser. I am in 7th heaven. It is a primer for writing and editing. I love to write, and it is my sincere hope that I write reasonably well. But I want to write even better. The first few chapters have been about tight writing and not cluttering up your writing with unnecessary words. I’ll bet if I read this post very carefully (which I won’t), I could remove dozens of unnecessary words. As French philosopher Blaise Pascal said: If I had more time, I would have written a shorter letter.
I have mentioned on several occasions that we see lots of pretty refurbished cars around our area. I guess there are a lot of retired people who have spent a lot of time and money to make an old car purr like new car. I was shopping the other day, and there was a random car show taking place in the parking lot. I’m not particularly a car lover, but the cars were pretty enough to make me stop and look and shoot a few pictures…..
Guys just wanna have fun.