We have to go back.

The days, they do not go by so slowly.

If I literalized the list of tasks to do and should do...the list that sits in my brain, not really as a list at all, but more like mini-sentences with checkboxes floating around, a mess in my head - if I were to write that down, I would have at least the length of a novel in my hands, though not the content (can't check that one off).

I've mostly tried to ignore it. My husband is here and I'd like to take advantage of his presence, our life together, hang out, talk, etc. My friends are each and every one of them amazing and spending time with them makes me happy, too. Can't worry about pesky to-dos in these times of living IN IT! You can see how it's easy to ignore this corner.

I blather on right now, but I've been pensive lately...and thinking of this space and what to do with it. How to treat it justly. I am sometimes seized with moments of "I must articulate every single thing that happened so I can remember how happy I was just in that time!" and I write a long, winding, winded, and hyper post. Other times I can't write exactly like the "window into my life" I've made this place -- I've always kept certain things to myself, but lately there are so many things that are either too mundane to share or I feel it's not right to. (Right to me, right to friends, right to family, right to that actor I've written about once or twice here and then hung out with him and his dog a couple of weeks ago-type thing...you see?)

So I'm trying to figure out how to keep this light, easy, and entertaining. I think my posts will become shorter, more concise, perhaps more cryptic so that I feel like I told you something without truly revealing it. You can guess. (I used to write such posts, but pre-Twitter and pre-Tumblr - I just want to pay more attention to my writing, think more of the structure of a sentence. Stylize the place, if you will. If you have a question there's always FormSpring, and the archives here, right?) I think change is afoot. I've always loved change. I want to streamline the site into something more organized, rather than the jumbled outpouring of my brain onto e-paper.

And LOST is ending, so we all need some more perplexing ruminations in our lives after Sunday, right?

Oh, no.

Waiting for the sun to clear away the haze.

Pee Wee says "Good afternoon to you. I hope you are having a fabulous day."

Where was I? Where am I? Honestly, I'm trying to figure out how to continue using this. There are many people now in my life who remind me - "don't blog about this (nervous laughter)" and at the same time I often tire of writing solely about myself. I started this whole thing because I wanted to continue writing in some regular way; however, I think I've found that with another venture and now I don't know how to incorporate the ol' blogspot in my routine. I'll figure it out. I envision some more thinking and a reshaping for 2010.

My weekend? Let's see -

It began with a viewing of The Fantastic Mr. Fox alongside Jesse, Gaby, Kells, and Mike. It was, indeed, fantastic. The animation was adorable, along with the characters and the voices. George Clooney stars, but I was really captivated by Jason Schwartzman's turn as his son, Ash.

Jesse and I slept in on Saturday - like, REALLY slept in. It felt great after the hectic three weeks of work I've been having. We got up at around 1:30pm. Okay - wait, I got up at around 10am, took a shower, blowdried my hair, and then got back in back at noon until 1:30. It's really hard for me to stay asleep in the mornings these days!

We promptly went to brunch upon waking, only to be met with an hour wait that didn't get food into our stomachs until 3pm. The humanity!

Speaking of...probably my biggest guilty pleasure is huge-budge, special-effects-laden disaster movies. And 2012 came out this weekend and I simply HAD to see it. However, nobody would go to see the "crapfest" with me, so I was determined to see it by myself. I trudged in the rain to Manhattan from Brooklyn and found myself seated in the packed theater between two others seeing the movie solo. I tell you what: it didn't disappoint! It was like a rollercoaster of DOOM and DEATH and then quiet hope. Haha, nobody cares about that hope and the survival of the human race! The earth is crumbling around these characters you like and dislike! People die! It was amazing. But I can't do it justice like The Awl did - read the best review of the film HERE. It's entitled: "'2012' is Awesome and Haters Can Suck It" - the body just amazing as the title.

Afterwards, I headed to SoHo to meet up with some lovely ladyfriends - Kells, Amber, Tiffany, and Anabel - for some exquisite English cuisine and a gabfest. It also included some zoom-in shots of Willem Dafoe's neck-skin, as I had to google image-search the actor after someone divulged in a certain crush. These are the things we talk about...

Anyway, then Amber and Kells and I headed into Brooklyn to meet up with Jesse, Mike, James, and Adam and played UNO and darts. At a bar. Until around 3 in the morning. I am always at my loosest when in the presence of Amber and Kelly - you never know what I'm going to do or say, and sometimes I don't. As you may have already guessed, we slept in on Sunday as well.

But upon waking, I made Jesse what he termed, "the best breakfast sandwich I've ever had." I then congratulated myself on my burgeoning domesticity and we settled in for some football. I also called my father as it was his BIRTHDAY! Happy Birthday, Dad!!!

Erica and I made margaritas for the evening Colts v. Pats games with one of the wedding gifts Jesse and I recieved - a blender. I was very impressed by its power to get me tipsy.

On the football front, my six-week fantasy football winning streak has come to an end, as has Belichick's infallibility and that is all I can say about last night's game, as I am too bitter to linger on it long. Soon after that, I curled up in bed with book #48 (!!!) of the year. Progress report to come soon, along with another (longer) tale of domesticity.

How was your weekend?