I haven’t done one of these in a long time, so I will reveal a quiz result from Buzzfeed on what my cinematic element would be.
You got: A high-contrast, whimsical period piece with dark themes
Think of standing in a dark hallway eavesdropping on someone, and holding a candle while it flickers over your face, casting creepy shadows on the wall. Think of white ballgowns, mint green rooms, ornate chairs, and devastating secrets whispered about over tea.
Does that not sound like something I would be into? I am strongly into Victorian/Edwardian-themed films where someone lurks in a corner with a candlestick, eavesdropping.
Having your sister at your grandma’s with photos of your mom as a young child brings certain revelations, mainly those of the fact that you resemble her at the same age. My mom and I looked alike until I was about six, and that is basically where our similarities end. Having used FaceApp, I was able to age myself, and looked just like my grandma.
These are likely to be the last of these posts, since my sister is coming home early, on Wednesday. I kind of wish I were there in person to see them all for myself, since she is only sending the ones she thinks are funny or of our grandparents and our mom.
My younger sister is down at our grandma’s, and she has three tubs full of photos. My sister has been sending them to us throughout the day, and they have been fun to look at. I am sharing a few, although not the ones of my youngest sister when she was a cherubic baby and the Gerber baby doppelganger.
Happy Friday the 13th! I am finally sitting down at my laptop to write up about Christmas, and the last couple of weeks.
Christmas went surprisingly well, despite the fact that my youngest sister received a couple of gifts that had caused some drama in the months leading up to the day itself. I got a record player, a vinyl of Thriller (which my dad had when I was a kid, and was an album I enjoyed a lot–but was not the original record, which had been thrown away years ago), and a bunch of other things. The one gift I wanted, the very popular Nintendo Classic Mini–was not one of them (by the way, should Nintendo come across this post, I want to say that it was dirty pool that you had given Target and other retailers six consoles to sell to the public, and then not selling them again for the rest of the season. Now that Christmas is over, people are still selling these at ridiculous prices, and yet there is no indication you intend to release any more).
One of my big gifts, was a diploma/tassel frame. Apparently, my sister had a reaction to this that I had missed because I was so excited to open it.
Other than that, not much has happened. New Year’s Eve was a nightmare, as it has been since moving into an apartment, but this recent one was worse. I didn’t get to fall asleep until after 1 AM, and didn’t sleep well for the next two days following. 2016 basically was the year I became fed-up with apartment living more than before.
Also, Northern California has had a lot of rain in the last two weeks. On Sunday, my sister and I are sitting in the living room eating dinner when I heard what sounded like thunder. I turned to look out the window to watch for lightning, only to watch a tree across the lot falling over. It did some damage to the apartment building just feet from where the tree stood, but nothing that could prevent those living in the building from staying in their apartments.
That’s about it. I have a couple of photos, because I take photos of random stuff.
I think I’m in the Twilight Zone. My sister and I were looking at old photos, and she came across one from a Christmas many years ago.
In it, I am holding a Heart/Hart Family doll set. What is strange is that I never remember receiving it. I wanted them so bad, but my parents couldn’t afford them. My initial theory was that they were my cousin’s, since she got the pricier gifts from our grandparents, but my sister said there was no way she would let me look at her gift.
I’ve gone back and looked at the dolls, and am now questioning if I actually did own them.
In a bid of bringing some Christmas cheer to my living room, I got some wall stickers from Target. Having two cats who think Christmas decor means “PARTY!” (technically it’s just one who thinks this way), it’s hard to decorate nicely. My sister went crazy decorating, and I thought I would share photos of her handiwork.
I got the leftover pieces for my room, but they came out a disaster, so no pictures from there.