Maybe it's me

So now I have seen Garbo in Camille. While she and Robert Taylor had an undeniable chemistry and the movie was beautifully made, I must admit when it was over I felt a little underwhelmed.

I mean, GARBO! She's such a legend. And for me, she just didn't live up to the hype. She gave a good performance but I wasn't especially moved by it. And I don't think her face is perfect and spellbinding.

I'm rather sorry I watched it. I feel kinda like I did when I figured it out about The Tooth Fairy.

Hoity toity

You won't believe how I spent Sunday night. I can't believe how I spent Sunday night. I attended a concert of classical music for organ and brass. French, no less.

It wasn't so bad. While I admit my mind spent a lot of time in the happy place, I did genuinely enjoy a pair of the pieces. And the venue was nice -- the church that's right across the street from my church, the building that holds our community food pantry. Every time I drop food off, I'm in that church basement. So it was nice to finally see the very pretty upstairs.

How did this happen? My cousin plays in this brass quintet and once he realized he was playing in my neighborhood, he put aside a comp ticket for me.

The best part was having a drink with him afterward. We gabbed and caught up and exchanged ideas for hours. He's one of the relatives I re-upped with at my mother's service. I'm so grateful he's back in my life.