Wow...you guys have great imaginations! Saturday morning was my Live Burn Evolution, which was a part of the combined CERT/Citizen's Fire Academy class I've been taking. In all fairness, I don't think I ever blogged about the CERT training. We had our mock search and rescue drill last Wednesday, the live burn on Saturday, and graduation is this Thursday night.
Saturday night Husband and I went to see The Prestige. I enjoyed it, but was a bit disappointed at the ending. Not that the ending was bad; I just thought of about 20,000 ways it could have been better. The performances were great, you get to see Hugh Jackman without a shirt (worth the price of admission, and I'm not talking matinee prices here), it has Michael Caine...really, I don't have any right to complain. Plus, we got to see it alone, without kids, like real grownups on a date, even if we did take The Boy with us on the dinner portion of the evening.
The other interesting thing about Saturday night was the wide variety of rudeness I noticed. What is it with people? Or maybe we're just freaks for cleaning up after ourselves when we leave the theater. But c'mon...how hard is it to carry your cup and popcorn bag with you when you exit? The trash can is right there by the exit. Right. There. You don't even have to veer off the path to use it. And then in the parking lot...oh, the parking lot!! Oversized trucks parked in the spaces clearly labeled COMPACT, sticking out so far they blocked the drive lanes. Cars parked over the lines so the next space over was useless. People walking slow as molasses down the center of the lane, oblivious to the cars piled up behind them. What is it about parking lots that makes people's brains turn to mush?
Today, I am sick. As in, home sick. And I think we all know what I think about that. At least this time my house is relatively clean, since I just had company last weekend. And I closed the doors to the kids rooms, and am trying to limit my wanderings to the den, the kitchen, and the bathroom. Today, the rest of my house does not exist. And on the plus side, I get to spend all day in yoga pants.
Luke and Laura are getting back together. I haven't watched General Hospital in years, but this might be worth breaking out the VCR. I am actually one of those people who scheduled classes around GH. I know what the Ice Princess was. I remember when Luke was a bad guy. I knew Laura back when she was just your typical teen-who-suffers-from-blackouts-and-killed-her-mother's-lover-but-doesn't-remember-it. Ah, the memories.
Time for a nap.