What’s wrong with this picture?

Here’s a hint . . . you’ll note that the shower-head is in the bathtub, instead of on the wall where it belongs.

This meant that I had to shower in my parents’ bathroom tonight instead of my own, which meant carrying all my stuff–my pajamas, my shampoo, my conditioner, my hair gel, my comb, my body wash, my face cloth, my towel, my hair towel–all of it down the hall and then back again. It was like being on vacation without, you know, being on vacation.

But the interesting thing? When I realized I wouldn’t be able to use my own shower and what an inconvenience it was going to be, was my first thought? “Oh, this is so annoying!” or “So inconvenient!”

No. My first thought was “Well, I’ll have something to blog about tonight.”

Really. Sometimes I wonder. Maybe blogging has taken over too big a part of my life?

(Hmmm . . . Nah!)

For tonight’s entertainment, Mom and I watched Howl’s Moving Castle, a movie I was curious about, being a big fan of the book, and the author, Diana Wynne Jones.

Well, you know how it is when someone takes a book you love and makes changes? Not just little changes, like condensing story lines and maybe dropping a character or scene or two? But big, huge, changes, like making one of the main characters regularly turn into a bird, or to change the villain of the book into an entirely different person, and to add in a big war that was only a distant, side-plot point? You know . . . changes.

The first half was okay, but the second half? Um . . . well . . . Let’s just say you’re much better off reading the book. And its sequel, Castle in the Air, is good, too. I mean, the movie might have been fine if I hadn’t known the book so well–certainly, it got great reviews–but I guess in this regard, I’m a purist.
And last, a sky picture from lunchtime today. The sky almost looks like a fluffy-cloud painted backdrop. And you can see the buds on the tree . . . Spring really is coming. (Good and bad news–a lovely season, but, um, allergies…)

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