"Travel is good for the troubled soul"

It's late Sunday night, and I'm in the mood to blog. For whatever mysterious reason, SC couldn't come over tonight, so here I lay, curled up in bed with the laptop, listlessly Facebooking and blogging, and creating sentences, with too many, comma splices. :]

Friday evening we left for Holden Beach. Overall the trip was very nice and relaxing. I spent Saturday napping and eating ice cream and watching very good movies. I had the pleasure of watching Love in the Time of Cholera, the film adaptation of Gabriel Garcia Marquez's book El amor en los tiempos de colera. I throughly enjoyed the movie; the filmography and acting were both brilliantly done. However, I feel it would have been an even stronger movie had the producers chosen to make the film in Spanish. Spanish was the native tongue for all the principle actors, and the novel was originally written in Spanish.
Saturday ended with a few lovely conversations with SC and a very restful night's sleep.

Today I woke up to a breakfast of waffles with strawberries and cream. Afterwards I watched Lucky # Slevin, which I enjoyed immensely. I'm not sure I can properly commend this movie, because my grasp of the English language simply isn't developed enough to accurately portray the greatness of this film. Enough said.

Afterwards, I went down to the beach for some sun and girl time with Melissa. Quality.
The drive home was less than pleasant. Emily and Colleen were behaving very poorly...kicking and screaming and carrying on. I still have a headache.

May tomorrow be pleasant.
Take care,
S-