Just finished eating lunch. I must say the seniors here definitely eat a well balanced meal. Not a bad deal for just two bucks! I decided to buy lunch today since the lunch I packed from home last night was pretty boring. Guess what will be for lunch tomorrow? LOL. Today's uneventful meal. Ha ha. Since i'm taking a mini-break from grantwriting now's as perfect a time to catch up slightly (since i'm always behind with this thing...too many thoughts). Yesterday after work I finally got a chance to see Sex and the City...the movie. I must say that since I am a huge fan of the series...my expectations of the movie were high. I enjoyed it very much. For a two and a half hour movie, the writing kept my attention and focus all the way through. There were even times when I almost cried at certain plot points. I didn't but a few of the dozen women in the theater did. The movie did make me think about the question of marriage and what it means. For me, I would still like to get married someday but if I met someone who I knew I could be with forever without actually marrying him would I be happy with that? I'm not sure. To me, marriage reinforces commitment to one another as well as letting everyone around you know that legally, we're committed to our union. However, I also don't necessarily think one needs a government issued document to express unity. It's a tough call. Too much to go into during my break right now. Going back to the movie, the other issue of infidelity and mistakes was also highlighted. My friend Jean and I have many debates about the whole male/female perspectives on cheating. After watching the movie, I have an addendum to my perspective. I still don't believe I could forgive a man who intentionally cheats on me...except if I am not doing my part in addressing the underlying issues in our relationship. Don't want to give away anything in the movie in the off chance that somebody reading this didn't see it yet but would like to however in the movie, I can understand why one guy cheated (once).
Before I forget, what I wanted to say about fathers and daughters is that on the train I saw a dad with his little girl. He was very gentle and dad loving with her. I thought to myself, "how come some dads can't be that way forever?" Needless to say I don't have the most affectionate dad around. As a kid I use to adore my dad. As an adult while he's still my dad, a lot of that childhood adoration has gone away. Like I've said before, there's a book or two in me waiting to get out. I have started writing about the trip with my dad. Been reading back through the journal I kept during the trip. Only fitting that I started writing now considering the WGA just sent me notice that I can't be an active voting member since I haven't sold anything in the past seven years. Basically I'm being deactivated pending selling material. At least my paid dues over the years have helped some other writers out there. O.K. better go. More maybe later.
