Bond And The Housecleaning
Cost of one movie ticket on Fandango: $10
Headache because of dehydration: annoying
Seeing a Bond movie with pretty blue-blue-eyed Daniel Craig running around and getting hit in the naughtybits with a big rope: priceless.
Yes, I went and saw Casino Royale. With the Sullen Teen, no less. I LOVE me some Bond movie action. Not as much as my sisters, mind you (especially the sis who was into MacGyver), but I love me some Bond action. And this isn’t the dapper Bond. This is a street-fighting, car-chasing, poker-playing, hard-drinking Bond. Daniel Craig has the prettiest blue eyes EVER, and some very nice shoulders.
The only problems with the movie were: the beginning credits look like the Seventies vomited all over them, and the Bond-In-Love scenes were so over-the-top you just knew (spoiler ahead) that the chick was going to bite it. You can’t sleep with Bond and live, you know. Which is why if I ever met him, I’d be careful to just be the sharp-tongued female foil who for some reason is immune to his manly charms.
Or something.
I also (gasp) went to a church yesterday.
No, I’m not turning religious. The Muse demanded some time in a Catholic church to feed the next Kismet book. Which I am NOT WORKING ON (do you hear me, Selkie?) but I am THINKING ABOUT. And after 2K words just fell out of my head yesterday on the Valentine book and I finally threw away the old outline (I should know better) I figured the Muse could do with a little feeding.
The other big thing that happened yesterday was the Cleaning. I rounded up everyone who lives here and set them to work. Front and back yard tidied? Check. The Princess’s room tidied? Check. Toys picked up? Check. Windows and mirrors cleaned? Check.
The Sullen Teen, who got the windows and mirrors job, even cleaned the outside of some of the windows. Which was very carefully not included in the job when I gave it to him. When I enquired, he hunched his shoulders and muttered, “Quite frankly, you’re not tall enough. I’ve got it.”
God bless kids.
The DHM actually managed to keep the kitchen from exploding while I was gone too. I came home to a clean kitchen and mostly-folded clothes. All in all, it was a good end to a weekend. Now the house is semi-clean, I’m going to ignore it for a few days while I work on the Book. Still sick of it, but at least it’s moving now. We’re in what used to be Venezuela, and all hell’s about to break loose when Danny finds out where the other half of the Knife is stored…
January 29th, 2007 at 3:07 pm
I loved this Bond…and I’d really expected to hate it. (like dark hair) Daniel Craig made it impossible to ignore. Those eyes, the swimsuit, the smolder and that charisma. Yum! I think the thing I liked the most is that the women weren’t stupid. They knew he was playing them and were okay with it. Looking forward to the next Valentine book.