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Does anyone else find themselves composing and rehearsing Oscar acceptance speeches for several nights after as they drift off to sleep? No? Just me? Want to hear it? Hey! Come back! It's short!
I didn't stay up for the end; too late and I hadn't seen any of the nominated movies and had no axe to grind (not like the years with LotR and Brokeback). I also muted every acceptance speech as they make me squirm with embarrassment. Which means I didn't quite get why the host brought one lady back; she'd got a minor award with a guy who seemed to do all the talking; did he hog the time and leave her with nothing to say because the music came up (which is so rude, if understandable). Nice of him to let her have her moment like that; I listened to her speech and it was sweet. The 98 year old man went on for a LONG time but who's going to be mean enough to tell him to stop? Age has its privileges; you go, sir!
Some of the dresses were dire. I'm hopeless on names but there was a woman with this cut up to her knickers animal print nighty on and someone (Nicole Kidman?) with a stunningly hideous necklace spreading all over the place.
This is me procrastinating when I should be working on the novel but I'm waiting for the restoration people to pop by.
And they just did. New kitchen going in March 27, old one ripped out a week before (meep!). They'll pack, paint, put new sink, new extractor hood, everything.
Whee!
I didn't stay up for the end; too late and I hadn't seen any of the nominated movies and had no axe to grind (not like the years with LotR and Brokeback). I also muted every acceptance speech as they make me squirm with embarrassment. Which means I didn't quite get why the host brought one lady back; she'd got a minor award with a guy who seemed to do all the talking; did he hog the time and leave her with nothing to say because the music came up (which is so rude, if understandable). Nice of him to let her have her moment like that; I listened to her speech and it was sweet. The 98 year old man went on for a LONG time but who's going to be mean enough to tell him to stop? Age has its privileges; you go, sir!
Some of the dresses were dire. I'm hopeless on names but there was a woman with this cut up to her knickers animal print nighty on and someone (Nicole Kidman?) with a stunningly hideous necklace spreading all over the place.
This is me procrastinating when I should be working on the novel but I'm waiting for the restoration people to pop by.
And they just did. New kitchen going in March 27, old one ripped out a week before (meep!). They'll pack, paint, put new sink, new extractor hood, everything.
Whee!