Sunday Lazy Sunday

Well, we were going to the movies today. I wanted to see Milk, want to see Milk, but we'll put it off for this weekend. Side note: Carlos, whom I sometimes refer to as the absent-minded professor because he never remembers anything I say, and everyone knows that everything I say is memorable, looks at me and, with a sneer, Milk? What's that? I tell him it's about Harvey Milk. Who? One of the first openly gay.......blah blah blah.

Well, we were going to see Milk, but we realized we had to take down the outdoor lights before people start calling us rednecks. See, up here, or down here, depending on where you're reading this from, rednecks leave their lights up, and many times on, for the whole year. But I cannot do that, no matter how easy it might be. Or how lazy I am.

So, it was get out the ladder and climb the house and take down the lights and roll up the strings and put them in the boxes and bring in the ladder and put the boxes at the top of the garage and put the ladder back. Then we thought about the movie. But before we could check start times I looked around the living room, and the sunroom, and the kitchen. What a dump, as Elizabeth Taylor aka Martha aka Bette Davis said in Who's Afraid Of Virginia Woolf. What a dump!

So we are skipping the movie and doing some new year deep cleaning. Windows and walls and floors and pictures and furniture and dog beds and cat blankets and counter and sinks and and and and

I'll need a rest soon. So, I'll curl up with a book and a cat or two and take the rest of the day off. 

It's four days in and I'm tired already. What the.......?

But before I get back to scrubbing and vacuuming and so on, on the CBS Sunday Morning this morning, they were asking the question about what people would like to see make a return this year.

I said Good Manners.

Others said Black-and-White movies.

More talking less texting.

What would you like to see come back?