And now it's time for random posts with Miss March. The part of the show where Miss March comes out and
sings a silly song writes a random post.
What ho, people! I have this feeling you've all been extremely curious to know what I've been up to lately. (Okay, so I'm sure you probably haven't been curious, but please allow me the fun of laboring under that delusion. Ha!) I won't waste time with lengthy introductions but cut straight to the point (if there is a point) and prepare to bombard you with a whole bunch of something...or nothing...or everything in between. In order to give some semblance of order to my scattered thoughts I'm going to categorize each activity by an emotion or feeling connected with it. (I do hope that makes sense.)
~for a busy, but delightful day spent with my family.
1) Going to the park in the morning and watching my siblings get all hot and sweaty as they played tag around the playground, while I sat on the bench cool, calm, and comfortable.
2) Going out for lunch with my three older sisters, my mom, and my sister-in-law and having a good time of girlish conversation...complete with lots of delicious food.
3) Going to the Christian theatre where two of my sisters work in order to watch the evening premier of their latest production. Fun times!
~over politics and the state of our nation. We've been saturated by politics ever since the Republican primaries began--watching debates, reading loads of news articles, keeping up with the candidates' standings in the polls--and to say the whole process hasn't been enormously frustrating from beginning to end would be the understatement of the year!
But don't worry, I'm not here to have a political discussion. That would be boring and depressing. I just want to give you an idea of what things are like around our house, by saying: You know you've been thoroughly steeped in political jargon when you have a conversation like this at the lunch table: (I can't remember the exact words we used, but this is the gist of the conversation.)
It began with an innocent remark about lettuce.
22-year-old Brother: "You know, iceberg lettuce seems to be really popular these days. At least, we've been selling a lot of it at market lately, and I've noticed that people ask for it specifically more than they used to."
18-year-old brother: "Ah! You mean it's been surging in the polls!"
Me [laughing]: "Yes. Exactly! But the question now is, does it or the Salad Bowl lettuce have a better chance of winning in the general election?"
22-year-old Brother: "Hmmm. Well, it's obvious the Salad Bowl lettuce doesn't stand a chance against homegrown strawberries."
14-year-old brother: "Does any lettuce?"
Yeah, we're nutty. Which is probably why this conversation amused us so very much. ;)
~by a week of Spring weather in March!! It was lovely! I even went so far as to go outside and...get this...take a WALK! I mean it, the weather was that inspiring!
~by certain ladies in certain TV shows. Primarily, Donna Stone (The Donna Reed Show) and Elizabeth Thatcher (When Calls the Heart). After seeing these ladies in action, I have come to the conclusion that there is a large majority of women portrayed in film who are manipulative, unreasonable, easily offended, and annoying. And the worst part is that nine times out of ten they get the last word, and the apology (when they should be the one giving the apology), and come off has having been in the right when clearly they were in the wrong!!! Women! In cases such as these I stand adamantly on the side of the men.
~with my recent purchase of the first three seasons of the Donna Reed Show. Yes, I know I just finished saying that Donna Stone annoys me (she's the mother in this series, in case you wanted to know), but despite her, I really do like this show. It's one of those simple, family shows, and it makes me very happy--when Donna isn't being her normal aggravating self, that is. ;)
~by my inability to express myself in writing. Every time I sit down to write my mind goes blank, and I get nowhere. The words seem determined to elude me.
~by this passage in Great Expectations (I told you this was going to be random).
In a word, I was too cowardly to do what I knew to be right, as I had been too cowardly to avoid doing what I knew to be wrong. I had had no intercourse with the world at the time, and I imitated none of its many inhabitants who act in this manner. Quite an untaught genius, I made the discovery of the line of action for myself.
It was the last line especially that impressed me. I'm currently reading this book aloud to my brother (or perhaps I should say one of my brothers, for I have several) and when I came to this part I just had to read it twice. Why? Well, because. I thought it was clever. That's all.
~with the scarf I received from my parents for my birthday. I've been wanting a pretty scarf for a while, but I didn't actually ask for it specifically, so that made it all the more fun as I had no idea what I was getting.
~also with the birthday present my seven-year-old brother gave me. He drew it himself with the intention of giving it to one of his sisters when the right occasion presented itself, and when my birthday rolled around he decided that was the opportune time. He's such a sweetheart.
~to see my sister drive off to work after being at home for the past few months. (She works at a theatre, but has a couple months off during the winter when the theatre is preparing for the next show.) It's been so nice having her home that the sight of her car pulling out of the driveway, on her first official day back at work, made my heart sink.
~by my twelve-year-old sister's comment, "I feel it in my bones that you guys are going to watch a movie tonight." (This is my adopted sister who's only known English for about two years, so the choice of words was doubly amusing coming from her.) Honestly, though, where did she ever get such an idea as that? It's not as if her older siblings have a reputation for watching movies after the younger kids go to bed! Really!
I must say, though. Either my little sister has very perceptive bones or she just knows her siblings too well, because she was entirely correct in her assumption. That very night...as soon as the little kids were in bed...the rest of us were in the living room watching Jeeves and Wooster. (Lucky guess.)
~No, shocked isn't the right word--horrified more like--when my sixteen-year-old brother pointed out to me that Jeeves plays the Master of Lake Town in The Desolation of Smaug! Wha-wha-WHHAAAATT? You're kidding! Not Jeeves! That just can't be true!!
Yeah, and I just about had a fit the next day when we looked up the cast and saw beyond a doubt that it was so! Jeeves? The Master of Lake Town? No, oh no, oh no!! It's enough to make me lose my faith in human nature! (Just kidding. But it did take me a little while to get over the shock of how far Jeeves had fallen! Haha!)
~that we've come to the end of the second season of "When Calls the Heart" and now I, my mom, and my older sisters, no longer have an excuse to indulge in a "girls' night" multiple times throughout the week. We are all very sad about this, of course...though looking on the bright side of things at least we've made our brothers happy. They'd been growing somewhat tired of being shut out of the living room so frequently, and had begun to make remarks such as, "You're not going to have 'girls' night' again, are you?" "If I hear 'girls' night' one more time..." "I have some advice for you. Next time When Calls the Heart, hang up." Yeah, needless to say, they were quite thrilled when we informed them that the season was over and there were no more episodes to watch. (That is, until the third season comes out on DVD. Then...look out! Hahaha. *evil laugh of triumph*)
~reading David Copperfield again. Oh, that book! I just love it! This is, I believe, the fourth time I've read it, and I think I can safely say that it is my absolute favorite Dickens' book! I won't go into ecstasies over all the lovely characters, and all the wonderful, heart-breaking/heart-warming moments, because I may want to do a review on it and then I'd have nothing left to say. Or perhaps I'm simply unable to put my love for this book into words and so what's the use of trying?
This has been random posts with Miss March. Join us next time to hear Miss March say, "I broke an ankle once skiing. NOT! I've never skied in my life. That was a movie quote." (Talk about random.)
What have you all been up to?
Is there anything that's made you particularly happy lately?