It seems I start every other entry with “sorry” these days, but it’s called for again. The cold Kate had found me yesterday, and ran me down like a speeding freight. I think it’s a sinus infection, actually — all the signs are there. I had a doctor’s appointment on another matter today, so we killed two birds with one stone. Thank God for general practice, is what I always say.
And thank God that once in a while we get sick, so we have an excuse to lie on the couch on a beautiful summer afternoon and watch “Charlie’s Angels: Full Throttle.” It was, as reviewed, pretty much an incoherent mess, but an entertaining incoherent mess. If I were Demi Moore’s best friend, though, I’d tell her to spend one-tenth of the time she spends on her workout routine watching the occasional Marx Brothers movie. No one ever seems to let her know when she’s in a comedy, and it just embarrasses me. Great abs, though.
OK, so it’s off to bed to let the medicine work. Until we meet again: R.W. Apple on Julia Child.
joodyb said on August 19, 2004 at 5:38 pm
ask me why i was wide awake at 1 a.m. last night, able to watch the American Masters episode on Julia. Prime viewing. PBS at its nepotistic best. The snaps and home movies… amazing. if you get the chance to watch it, do.
Carmella said on August 22, 2004 at 7:53 pm
….do you think Nancy’s been KIDNAPPED?!?!
deb said on August 22, 2004 at 8:37 pm
naw. she’s just having too much fun to blog. i’d bet the farm on it.