I actually have some good reasons (at least I think so!):
1. My sister in law, with whom I get on famously, came to town. We seemed to spend the entire time talking and doing not much else. During one marathon session which lasted from 7pm to 4 am, I lost my voice and ended up croaking for two days!
2. After she left, I suddenly came down with one of these inexplicable, unexplainable African bugs that seem to float around and attack when you're not looking
I'm currently still in the recovery phase although I'm well enough to make short excursions to Seacliff and Slipway. I spend most of my time at home attempting to keep my food down and endeavoring to ignore a mild but persistent headache.
The good news is, I've had a lot of time on my hands. I wish I could say that I spent it reading the significant works of Hemingway and Steinbeck but I can't say that. Instead I am forced to admit that I spent the time watching the insignificant works of Grant (as in Hugh) and Swayze (as in Patrick).
While doing that, I arrived at a couple of 'life-altering' conclusions:
1. 'Ghost' still provides great entertainment even though the people who did the special effects must feel defeated when they watch the movie now and realize that bad cartoons have better effects these days.
2. Hugh Grant looks like a total idiot in 'Sense and Sensibility' with that scarf-thing around his neck.
I suppose the movie people were forced to have him wear it since all men presumably dressed that way in that era.
I thought I'd feel guilty about spending almost two whole days watching anything and everything on TV but surprisingly, I don't! I just hope I don't get totally hooked and turn into a gigantic couch potato!
