OK, must admit.
We don’t have a TV.
We don’t know that tonight is Oscar Night. (Well, we didn’t know that tonight was Oscar Night until five minutes ago when I Googled with the wide-eyed innocent question, “When is Oscar Night?”)
So, a billion people are tuned in and wanting to know…who gets the Best Picture award? The Best Actor award? The Best Actress award?
I’m scrolling through the list of nominees, la de da, la de da, and sure enough: I’ve seen one of the movies when Kiah and I went to Marquette at Christmas and she was sick and languished in the hotel.
Les Miserables. I have seen Les Miserables. Oh hurray! We don’t live in the Sticks after all, even though we live in the middle of the North Woods away from any big centers of population. We recognize titles such as “Les Miserables” and can talk knowledgeably about them in blogs.
Except, truly, I can’t.
I am not one of those critique type people who can blithely announce “This was a stunning performance!” No. The movie was OK. Truly, it was. It wasn’t stunning. It was good. Should it win an Oscar? Go ask a movie reviewer.
I really WANT to see “Life of Pi” although eight out of ten book club members in our “Bad Book Club” did not like this book. I adored it. They have labeled me–once again–weird. (I think I am just deeper than the average Tiger and can roar a bit louder when inspired. That’s all.)
(Barry just inquired, “What are you doing now?” “Writing a blog,” I responded. “About what NOW?” he asked. “The Oscars,” I replied with a straight face. He is still laughing hysterically over there in the kitchen at the thought. “A topic near and dear to your heart,” he said, “You had better double-check and make sure they haven’t already happened.”)
But, Barry, I am 99% sure it’s tonight! A couple blogging friends wrote about having Oscar parties with delicious food. See Inger’s blog about the Life of Pi Curry Salad if you don’t believe me!
We are eating a poblano pepper stuffed with refried beans and corn. Topped with some Mexicano cheese and a dash of cilantro in honor of Oscar night!
I am only writing a blog tonight because a dear friend emailed and thanked me for writing blog posts so often. She actually thanked me. Am feeling kinda like an Oscar winner today (thank you, my friend! Thank ALL of you!) and thus had to post again…and acknowledge all of YOU. Without YOU, none of this would be possible.
When was the last time someone thanked you for being yourself? Did you bow? Did you truly appreciate the words of thanks? Did you acknowledge being an actress or actor in the drama of Life?