harped on mentioned, yesterday was our 21st Anniversary.
In view of the fact that we just bought a car, there are no big reveals of any other gifts. I am still trying to figure out the phone thing. Our early termination fees with our current carrier are absurd. The good news, though, is that this week the Divas got caught in a stunt so devastatingly stupid, they are in a cultural lockdown so severe that they will wear their house arrest ankle monitors to their kids’ kindergarten graduations. So, I won’t feel pressure to get in a hurry to deliver the new, the sparkly, and the modern. If they are lucky, they might get to share one of Mickey’s and my old ones.
I’ll give you a hint: “She only said we couldn’t have Facebook.”
Last year, it wasn’t possible to observe our tradition of going to this steak house. This year, a gift card mini-bonus from work made it
freaking free. We tipped the heck out of our waitress. She was all like,”THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!”
Mickey swears he saw one of the other servers take a drink from the water pitcher.
They gave us a dessert because it was our anniversary. Red velvet.
I don’t have as much of a food hangover as I thought I would.
The second plank of the celebration is the traditional…movie. Yes, we are this creative.
It was great. That’s saying a lot, because we aren’t good movie pickers. It was showing at the theater where they show the long-haired, artsy stuff. Of course, we’d never been there before.
The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel.
Who’ll love it?
Anglophiles. I love my tea. I have been watching the BBC in America series-es on PBS since Bendict Cumberbatch was in grade school. I’m as horrified by the destruction of the language as the Queen. I would move.
People who get an aging joke. This is a story about older people living life. If you laugh at older people instead of with them, skip it.
Anyone whose favorite candy is Eye-candy. Beautifully filmed. By thinking people. India. Light and angle are almost characters in the movie.
Word junkies. Love a phrase well-turned or a story well-told? Get up. Go. Right now.
Not kids. This is a grown-ups talking movie. The sex is implied. The people are old. The story is excellent. Zero special effects.
Who’s in it?
You’ll recognize Dev Patel, from Slumdog Millionaire; Judi Dench, from quite an awful lot of too many things to list, and Maggie Smith, most recently from Downton Abbey, but also from…everything. A few of the other actors seemed familiar, but most because I’ve seen them a little bit, a lot of times on PBS.
While I highly recommend seeing it in a theater, it would make a rainy Saturday Night in November with a cup of good tea–extremely luxurious.
Disclosure: There were significantly less than 20 people in the theater and Mickey and I brought the average age down by, euh… 25 years or so. One woman helped her husband to his seat. As you know, older people keep the best stuff for themselves and enjoy it when younger people aren’t around. A lot.