So I've made a dent in my Christmas shopping. Now I just have to get gifts for my sister's three boys, aged 17, 13 and 11. I haven't a clue what to get them. They are all into sports, and the oldest one wants a car. Unfortunately, that is beyond my means.
I revived my Netflix membership, which I had canceled after I had E. I saw Firelight, which a friend recommended and I enjoyed. It was sort of a mix between Jane Eyre and The Piano (without the gruesome elements of the latter). I also saw An Education in the movie theater. It was about a 16-year-old (who turns 17 in the course of the movie) and gets mixed up with an older man (who looks to be all of 38). I liked it right up till the ending. Instead of a happy one, it was of the punch-in-the-gut variety. The screenplay was written by Nick Hornby and it was intelligent and nuanced...but oh, that ending.
May I mention that I hate New Year's? It's got to be my least favorite holiday of the year. There's just something artificial, not to mention sad, about marking the passing of another year.
I do like Christmas, though. Aside from the shopping. Particularly Christmas Eve and Christmas morning. Maybe there will be coffee cake...