We stayed at my brother's last night for New Year's Eve. We subjected them to watching Matilda, the 90s flick that seriously holds up. The musical version is...just okay? I appreciate the aesthetics and the costuming. I'm totally here for any costuming choice in which the cleavage moves but the bodice doesn't - do you know what I mean? But L really seems to like it. It's joined the pantheon of movie rotation with Leo, The Mitchells versus the Machines, and Barbie.
Visiting my brother has begun to make me feel like the Secular Aunt. Two of my nieces have very firmly decided that they want to ride in the rental Jeep with me whenever we go somewhere as a group. This works out great for L because she loves riding in other peoples' vehicles. But there we are. Windows down on the farm-to-market roads with Black Pink, CHIHIRO, toy box and, on occasion, more sanitized versions of Chappell Roan blaring with my two little Russian Orthodox nieces in the back thinkin' 'bout life. Well, somebody's got to do it.
One of the things I meant to do over vacation was message my aunts for advice about divorce. In all my solitary car rants (highly recommend if your child's not in the car) I keep saying to myself that I just don't know anybody who's gotten divorced! Oh no! But actually, this isn't true. My brain is just on a track that I need to jump in order to get anything new done. Blah. Fine, brain. I guess this is just my note to self to Get That Done.
Otherwise, list for today:
- Nail salon (my daughter is That Girl)
- Eiffel Tower (you gotta)
- Lunch with my parents
- Paris Coffee Company (just because)
- Tha Store (for dinner stuff, caffeine)
- The Cigar Bar (apparently there is one? Apparently more than one?)
- s'mores with cousins
- pass out and get up at 4:30 in the morning LOL
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