Oscar turns 80

As a movie aficionado, the Academy Awards are like my Super Bowl (and Cannes is, of course, the World Cup) This year’s show was pretty low-key overall. There was a plethora of montages, no doubt owing to the lack of writers, and so we were treated to 80 years of the Oscar’s Greatest Hits. Was it to make up for a relatively uneventful event this year? No surprises or upsets, no political platforms or hysterical sobbing. Just happy people with happy little gold statues in happy California where the sun is happily shining and the air is happily warm…not that I’m jealous or anything. With our DVR we (thankfully) skipped through most the acceptance speeches. I really don’t know or care to hear about how your third-grade teacher inspired you to greatness. Make a movie about it and then we’ll talk.

And, after all of that, I was really left with only one thought: Daniel Day-Lewis is a beautiful, beautiful man.

you know…

Going into this week I was really dreading my winter “break”. I had this huge list of things to get done, and it’s really frustrating to realize you need a week off from school just to catch up on schoolwork.

But it’s been good. I can work at a steady pace and still be done in time to have a little R&R.

2 months, 2 weeks, 5 days, and then I’m free.

Yikes.

We watched part of the lunar eclipse last night, just as the moon was peeking out again. I realized that I don’t spend nearly enough time watching the stars. We live in an area with a wide open sky and little ambient lighting, and the sky is breathtakingly beautiful at night. And looking up at the stars is, for me, very calming. It stills the parts of my mind that are racing and tumbling and I’m just in awe, surrounded by the most incredible display.

And then I realize that it’s the middle of the night in February and my nose is frozen and about to fall off.

Stargazing can wait until springtime.