I hope everyone had a good Memorial Day weekend. I know that lots of folks were away having fun because the email groups I participate in were very quiet. Which was a good thing for me as I had to work the entire holiday.
Did you stop at 3:00 pm EDT, as the president requested, to observe a moment of silence in memory of those who have given their lives in service to their country? I did, and said a silent prayer for our men and women in arms, no matter where they are serving.
I put in a long, hard day at the computer on Monday and am finally making real progress on these blankety-blank line edits. I need them finished and out of here so I can get back to work on my WIP which is due much too soon!
Exhausted and feeling brain dead, I plopped onto the couch and treated myself to a movie: Millions. I'm not sure how this one ended up in my Netflix queue, but I enjoyed it a lot. It's a quirky British film about a young boy whose mum died. In his imagination, he sees Catholic Saints who sort of guide him through the rough patch of life he's going through. He is playing in a little fort he built when a duffel bag full of British pounds (less than two weeks before the conversion to the Euros) is tossed out of a train and falls on his fort. Troubles ensue.
This isn't a Christian film and I would quibble with the "theology" of the Saints who appear to him, but I loved this kid who wants so badly to give all this discovered money to the poor and who knows when something is wrong. This young actor reminded me of Beaver in Leave it to Beaver of 1950's TV. Those freckles and that infection smile and his great serious expressions. He is just too cute for words.