Pan's Labyrinth

Yay!

Mr. Del Toro's fantastic movie walked away with THREE Academy Awards!

• Best Cinematography



• Best Art Director



• Best Make Up

I am so pleased. I frankly, must admit that I genuinely don't care about the frocks, the make-up and who else won as king and queen of the awards, but this is just fantastic news. I am so pleased Pan won - it is one of those utterly magical and astoundingly beautiful movies that is pure muse fodder. Yay, again.

I can't wait to own it on DVD.

My kingdom for a pound!

This is a picture of a 1 pound anvil. This is how much I have to lose to make my stone of weight loss at Weight Watchers.

Oh the drama. The trauma. I have consistently lost, even over Christmas and my birthday and all that stands in my way is one measly pound...

So today, we celebrated by eating an entire packet of doritos and dip this evening before dinner. Worried much?

Happy to me!

Yep, I am the grande olde age of 34.

It slipped in quietly on Monday the 5th. I am happy to report that this year there were no doldrums, I didn't hate it, I didn't want to cry, I didn't miss my family so much, my mom I always miss but this year it felt okay - I survived.

Brave smile.

My boss asked me what I planned for this year. I looked at him blankly. Then wondered about it.

This is what I want to learn or do this year:

In no particular order:

1. Learn how to play poker
2. Learn to pick out a few tunes on the guitar
3. Write at least 100,000 words on ONE story
4. Finish it, polish it and send it off to agents
5. Go on our Greek holiday and love it so much we don't want to come back
6. Lose another 2 stone in weight
7. Win the lottery
8. Enjoy being married to a lovely boy, even if he spends more time online fighting to save the world than is strictly good for him.

Och, I am sure there is much more I can think of.

But that is it for now. I am wondering if I have grown up? Or come to terms with the fact that I am growing older. Even if I don't feel it. Its strange, I turned 30 and I was petrified. The past three years I spent in tears on my birthday. I hated it all - my presents, me, hubby - all of it. Nothing was right. But this year there was this calm acceptance. I think it was shock.

But I feel better for it - spent a stirling day writing and chatting and communing with one another and loving the LWD and all the world.

So. Here is to a very good 34th year!