***Update***
Is it legal to put both of those titles in the same sentence????
Karen is pretty much moved in to her apartment. I feel sorry for her that she has such a bizarre upstairs neighbor. Seriously, can you imagine living that close to me? RUN AWAY!!!
Jon and his dad are almost done putting in the kitchen downstairs as well. They just have to get some different sized parts for the drain and it will be functional. All that remains is for Karen to clean her old apartment and for all of us to unpack, sort and find space for everything.
Highlighted comment of the evening:
(On trying to decide the fate of a rocking chair)
“But this was made by the Amish! I can’t just abandon it!”
-Karen
Yes, Karen. The Amish bring out a special sense of protectiveness in all of us.
Over all, the evening was a success with a huge amount work and progress accomplished. It also helps because now I will be able to guilt Karen into helping me paint when my flooring is put in.
Jon and I fell into bed exhausted. I woke up in the middle of the night wanting some action, but didn’t wake up Jonathan because I knew darn well that I wouldn’t be able to do much with my muscles being so sore and my back and leg still hurting. Do you know how much of a killer back suck is to your sex life? A LOT, that is what. Grrr. Oh well. At least I have one remaining toy and there are a lot of “Girls Gone Wild” infomercials on at that time of night. (I’m kidding. Sort of. Seriously, though. I imagine that it would take a LOT of alcohol for me to do what those chickas do on film and I am rather extroverted! I imagine many of them were in for one hell of a shock when they sobered up.)
I took four Tylanol PM’s and managed to salvage a decent night’s sleep.
This brings us to today:
I have boxes everywhere in my house, my kitchen is crammed full of things to put away and find space for and my husband has left me on my own today to sit in a large room with many of his fellow geeks, content to play computer games all day and night with them all and consume his weight in Funyons and Dr. Pepper.
Of course, this means that the urge to make a big, home made breakfast for my boys would have to come today of all days. On the menu? French toast made with thick cinnamon bread, soaked in cream, eggs, and vanilla, fried till golden brown and covered in genuine maple syrup, crisp herb potato cakes, bacon and rootbeer. Yes, rootbeer. I felt like a really indulgent momma today.
I think I’m going to take them to see “Charlotte’s Webb” today. I loathe matinees due the theater being infested with annoying children, but my boys have been so good and patient with all the moving and hassle.
I also admit that it is a good excuse to see the movie. I loved the book. I freaking named my female cat, “Wilbur”. It is the one and ONLY time I have felt anything other than fear and loathing for an arachnid. I hate spiders, and yet I STILL get chocked up and teary when I think of poor, loyal Charlotte dying all alone in the decaying remains of the fairgrounds amidst trash and silence.
Sniff.
Anyone wanna come along? I’ll spring for popcorn, but you have to buy the Red Vines.
***Just got back. The boys and I had a good time. The movie is very well done. I love the humanity and lovliness they captured in Charlotte’s eyes and Julia Roberts was perfectly cast as the voice of Charlotte. The rest of the cast is world class as well: Oprah as “Gussie”, John Cleese as the stuffy sheep, and Robert Redford as the aracnophobic horse were classic. I still think that you can’t get better than the animated movie as far as the voice casting of Tempelton the Rat. “Uncle Arthur” from “Bewitched” was IT as far as I’m concerned.
The rest of the movie was lovely. It stayed very true to the book, except you just cannot convey the sorrow of Charlotte dying as well as E.B. White’s words. Go see it anyway-It’s just a great feel good movie that did great homage to one of my favorite books of all time.












I can’t wait to see the movie! I remember reading the book to my third grade class at the Naval Base in Cuba. We had just reached the part where Charlotte dies…we were ALL crying and hugging…just then the new superintendent walked in! He asked what was the matter. One of the children sobbed, ‘Charlotte DIED!’. He said ‘Oh, I’m so sorry, it’s always hard to lose a classmate.’
When I explained that she was a SPIDER in a STORY, he got a really funny look on his face and left. I never did know what he had come in for…
omg, loralee…come back to minnesota and make me breakfast. please!
HOW ON EARTH could a school SUPERINTENDENT not know who CHARLOTTE IS?!???!?!?!?!??!?!???!??!
EEEK.
I’ll make you breakfast anytime, Jessie. Especially if it is in your house looking out on that gorgeous wood you live next to!
red vines = teh greatest.
My little brother participated in a huge reading of Charlotte’s Web- tons of kids all reading at the same time for the world record. Didn’t your son’s do this too? I thought it was too cute! Your post just reminded me of it. Say… maybe that can be our next “project”- setting some kind of blogging world record! That would be fun in a very dorky way- the best way there is!!!
I’m really glad you reviewed this movie. I am going to see it tonight. Either that or In Pursuit of Happiness. Both look excellent.
That is one of the great books of the world. It was the very first book that made me realize books could be more than just entertainment. That is why I absolutely refuse to see the movie. I will not allow anyone else’s images to replace the ones I have in my head due to my own reading as a six year old. I still bless my father for putting that book in my hands and suggesting I might like that story. I did. I do. And I’m not willing to let a movie mess that up.