This weekend, we watched The Polar Express with friends, while eating cookies and drinking this hot chocolate recipe. It’s one of my favorite holiday movies – a little dark, and a little sad, but still uplifting. And actually, it is the first Christmas movie we watched this year, because we’re currently making our way through the Lord of the Rings trilogy. And in other nerd news, I’m almost finished with Star Trek: The Next Generation, so I feel like I’m making good progress in the nerdom. I am not, however, doing well with the Star Trek original series movies, because, well, they are tedious, and I have to watch them alone. Fans of the franchise say that all the odd-number movies suck (though the revival movies broke that curse) and the even-numbered ones are good. I will not agree with that, because I did not like The Wrath of Khan, with the exception of a few moments. I just really didn’t like that the movies don’t have the spirit of the TV series, but, such things happen this way. It wasn’t as bad as the first one though – oh god was that the most boring movie ever. I started to nod off in the first 15 minutes. Perhaps I’ll do a review of The Search for Spock in the Friday Film Review this week. It’ll be risky, since it’s an odd number…
Tomorrow is the big day. I asked Zach if we could go and eat a meal at all my favorite restaurants for my birthday, and he initially replied, “That’s all you want for your birthday?”
I didn’t really have to think about it very long. Yes, of course that’s what I wanted for my birthday. I just never knew that food was an acceptable thing to ask of someone. My sister thinks it’s weird, and insists I’ll regret it or not be happy with this decision. To be honest though, I’m actually looking forward to my birthday now, even though it sounds a lot more like I’m an inmate on death row.
Because when I think of most places, I think of them in regards to food. Perhaps that makes me a foodie, I’m not sure. I just really like the experience of eating, especially eating at fun places. When Zach went on a trip with his dad to Gettysburg, I texted at least a half a dozen restaurants I needed them to try. And of course, I asked for thorough descriptions and pictures. I think that makes food my porn, rather than me being a foodie, but oh well.
This is probably why I prefer road trips to camping. My ideal vacation would be a combination of both though. The dogs would also be there. And copious amounts of fries. That we would share with the dogs. Like, we would do a lot of hiking and stuff, but then have breakfast at an awesome cafe. Maybe I actually only like hiking, and not even camping.
The year is winding down. I need to readjust my goals, and decide what I want to do for the next year. I feel like the first half of 2014 was amazing and I did everything, and then the second half wasn’t as great. I’ve finally started thinking about my next steps, though I must admit, it’s become a more tedious process than I originally expected. I have a lot of ideas, but I’m not quite sure which to approach first, and how to approach them. I’m ready for a change. I’m antsy and feel stagnant.
I will announce a publishing date for my short novel though. It’ll be February 2015. There. It’ll be available for all to read by then.
Until next time.