This and that Sunday

I'm feeling a bit scattered today - can't seem to focus on doing one thing at a time. Simultaneous rounds of laundry, dusting/picking up/movie watching and dish washing going on at the moment. As long as I don't sit too long with the movie (which I'm simply checking in on every ten minutes or so) everything will eventually get done.

I'm blaming the lack of focus on brain freeze; it was bitterly cold and windy this morning. It took a major effort to convince myself to go outside to go to church. The car, thankfully, started right up, although that first shift from first into second felt as if I were shifting through ice cold molasses. And that's after letting it warm up for quite some time.

But again, if you don't like Wisconsin weather, stick around a while as it's bound to change soon. It may be minus two right now, but Tuesday we'll reach twenty-six. Above zero, that is.

The plan is to be done with most of the multi-tasking by seven thirty, as Cars is being broadcast. I've seen it before, but truthfully wasn't paying much attention to it (machine quilting a huge quilt, as I recall). I spent last night with Gregory Peck, Anthony Quinn and David Niven* - ending the weekend with the voice of Paul Newman seems appropriate.

Gee, it almost seems as if all I've done this weekend is watch movies. I've read the last three quarters of a novel, started reading another, watched several movies (always whilst doing other things), done laundry, home cooked every meal (a rarity), washed dishes, slept late, napped on the couch...perfect way to start vacation.

Beginning tomorrow at six a.m., if my lovely friend was serious, I start a round of social calls. In between I have a cape to make, more books to read, a Bible study to finish and another one to prepare to lead. Oh - and New Year's resolutions/goals to finish, plus a bunch of other things that are on the list, which is around here somewhere. I'd be able to find it if I could find my glasses...

*The Guns of Navarone, from the book by Alistair MacLean. I loved all of his books - read most of them when I was a teenager. The movie is different enough from the book to stand on its own, and is very good. The sequel, Force Ten from Navarone, isn't anywhere near as good, but does star a very young Harrison Ford. Many of MacLean's books were made into movies; many of the adaptation really, really stank.