It has been a quiet day without the kids. I actually went to see a grownup movie with my friend Dana, who I rarely get to see, since my weekends are pretty much devoted to the kids. Dana has been a friend for more than 17 years. Wow.
Dana and I both love movies.
We saw a movie called The Kids Are All Right, which starred Annette Bening and Mark Ruffalo. The acting was terrific. The dialogue was very witty. It's about two lesbians who have two teenaged children, and the teens decide to meet their sperm donor father, played by Ruffalo.
I would have enjoyed the film a lot more without the graphic sex scenes. I mean graphic. I was horrified. I am not easily horrified, but wow, talk about embarrassing. Now, all but one scene was straight sex, not gay - the one gay scene was actually handled much more tastefully but wow. If they ever show this on TV it will have to be cut a LOT.
I meant to get some writing done this afternoon but it didn't happen. I spent a lot of time job searching.
I did laundry.
Bruce called and left a message saying they were having fun in the mountains. They were eating lunch at 3:30 in the afternoon, so he must be letting the kids sleep late. Oh well, they're on a mini vacation; I suppose I shouldn't grouse.
I am finding it rather hard to be cheerful these days. The temp job ends this week, and then there's nothing. No other job, no unemployment check coming in. I have sent out resumes to a lot of places, and there's always the possibility of more temp work, but I hate uncertainty. I can't plan anything. I am afraid to even buy the kids school clothes. I've told them to make do, for the time being.
However, as Mother pointed out last night, we are people of faith. I need to quit worrying, keep praying, and not let it get me down.
Y'all pray too, OK?!