I’m still enjoying my time off—or sort of off—although things were complicated somewhat when I woke up Tuesday morning and could not move my head in either direction. Yikes! Apparently, at some point on Monday, I managed to really wrench my neck, although how I have no idea. The end result is that for the last forty-eight hours or so I’ve been creaking around the house whining and moaning, hopped up on ibuprofen and dragging a heating pad around behind me. Good times! (Not really.)
Before that, however, I finally got out to see The Break Up, the first movie I’ve gotten to in months. And I have to say…it was NOT what I expected. The first scene was totally cute, as were the credits. The rest, however—as someone astutely pointed out in the comments a few days back—was like being stuck on a horrible dinner out with a couple that won’t stop bickering. You know that SNL skit with Amy Poehler, about “the couple that should be divorced,” where they just scream at each other, making everyone around them really uncomfortable? Imagine that for two hours. I think I just didn’t GET it, though. Because I love Jennifer Aniston, and I love Vince Vaughn and I love Peyton Reed because he’s from NC and directed Bring it On AND Down with Love, which I love love loved. But this movie…I don’t want to give a lot away, but suffice to say the ending was not what I expected. But I think it might be just me? Oh, well. Next up: The Devil Wears Prada. Can’t wait.
While laying around the house, prone and staring at the ceiling, there’s only so much a person can do. Read magazines, for one: I am all caught up on my celeb gossip and what’s Hot, thanks to EW and US Weekly. Also, I’ve been listening to music, especially the new album from Katharine Whalen, Dirty Little Secret. (You can check out her MySpace page and hear some clips here: “Dirty Little Secret” is my current favorite.) Katharine used to sing with the Squirrel Nut Zippers, but now she’s out on her own and this album is really, really good. More rock than swing, and funky and oh so cool. Many years ago, I worked with Katharine at the Flying Burrito, right around when the Zippers were taking off, and she’s, like, the coolest person you would ever want to meet. Plus I love her voice, and I think this album is going to be huge. And I’m not just saying that because waitressing is like war, and once you serve with someone, you’re bonded with them forever. Although that, too, is true.