Round Up
I’m barley out of my post-residency depression when Colin and I go to King Kong. Wanted to see Walk the Line, but it sold out before we got there. So while I contemplate how frighteningly similar Naomi Watt's mouth is to her best friend Nicole Kidman's, Kong gets on top of that damn building and I am telling Colin that the aerial shots are making me dizzy.
I wake up Sunday with vertigo and have been housebound ever since. The meds were not doing the trick and after not being able to drive or read (that leaves me with nothing) I was put on Valium. Seems to be doing the trick, or do I just imagine it is doing the trick? Either way, I'm grateful.
I know I am pitiful when I nearly cry when a neighbor happens to call and ask if I want anything from the grocery (can't drive, remember). I tell her ricotta cheese. Tonight I will make lasagna, the first thing I have DONE in five days. I have never been this thrilled about cheese.
Oh, and if you are reading this, give me some comments. I never get comments and might have to stay on Valium until I get some. (Except from the Spaniard who wants me to put all my blogs in Castilian)
posted by Karen at 12:27 PM
3 Comments:
hey lady. sorry I am behind in my blogging. you know, being dumped will do that.
this is just a note to say... I love you! And your article is hilarious. Now be a good match maker and find your little friend Bree a nice boy from Nashville with a sexy accent like yours! And please they must be of legal drinking age.
that cheese looks like it just came from the gym.
Nicole Kidman/Nashville. Okay - so Saturday I had to pick Lee's boss and his wife up at the private airport place - Signature Aviation...and I while I was sitting there waiting, reading National Geographic in the little terminal, alone except for the staff behind the counter, Keith Urban walked in, walked out, came back in with Nicole Kidman. I only glanced at them like, "oh, gee, more hollywood people jamming up the runway..." but I was freaking!
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