Last weekend, The Husband and I went to see this movie, but it was sold out….three weeks after opening. good sign.

Then, a friend told me that her husband read the book and found the movie disappointing. bad sign.

I still imagined I would enjoy Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter. I had low expectations….like when I saw Snakes on a Plane, and all I really wanted was to see some snakes. on a plane. So, that movie was great for what it was…which to recap, was snakes. on a plane. Likewise, I thought, hey, it’s not going to be Braveheart, but if I see Abraham Lincoln and he’s hunts vampires, it’ll be a fine movie…keeping in mind that I like vampire movies quite a bit more than I like movies about either snakes or planes.

I could not have been more wrong. I loved this movie. Benjamin Walker was an ax-wielding badass. Dominic Cooper was likable. Rufus Sewell was convincing as always. I enjoyed the story, the action, and the ending. Suspending your belief in physics for the duration of the film is a good idea, but if you’re already watching a vampire movie, you should be halfway there.

Disclaimer: There’s a better than average chance that you won’t enjoy this film as much as I did because my movie requirements are: good-looking actors, action or romance or a moving story, and a happy ending.

…and AFTER you’ve seen the movie, and you’re wondering something about the last scene, you should click this link. You’re welcome.

Last weekend when I was cleaning out every space in my house and sorting things and generally causing a ruckus because I couldn’t knit, I decided that my circs. needed a better home.


So, I decided that they should go in a TARDIS. This will make even more sense when I tell you it matches the room. So, a TARDIS cookie jar was ordered from thinkgeek.com and now I am the proud owner of a TARDIS circular needle holder.


…..and guess what?

It lights up and makes noise just like the real thing! Now, if I just had a Time Lord, I’d be able to skip a couple of days to when I can knit.

I accomplished quite a bit with my recent spring cleaning episode. Then, I was knitting along in the evenings as per my usual M.O.
July 4th, I took a break to go tubing with The Husband. Once we got back, I was opening some meat to defrost it when I cut the tip of my left middle finger. A little while later, we decided I did not need stiches, so after it stopped bleeding, The Husband put Neosporin and a 3M adhesive strip on it and we called it good. The next day, I went to the doctor to get a Tetanus shot and he bandaged it up like a mummy…

…which was good because him saying it was a little tender was a gross understatement. Mad props to the dr. for doing this; it provided the cushion needed to keep me (and those around me) sane.
The interesting part of my doctor’s visit was him assuming for one hot minute that I’d had a Tetanus shot recently. Evidently, I seem like the kind of person that gets into scrapes enough to be current on my Tetanus. I wonder what made him think that? Was it my confidence in knowing I hadn’t cut myself enough to need stitches? Was it TH’s lovely 3M adhesive strip/Neosporin job? I shall assume it was one of those.

Either way. No knitting for several days.

Ps. There was a permanent note on the doctor’s door telling people “In case of emergency, call 911.” Sound advice for sure.