I thought it might be Three Mile Island when I was lost tramping through the woods trying to find my way back to the car we parked an hour ago by a nice small fishing lake before striking out to walk around the lake. The weather was nice again today and Aneta suggested we go take a nice walk around "this small lake. It is very nice." Hey, I'm game right? So we got in the car and drove a few kilometers to a road with a sign with a naked woman on it announcing a night club and an arrow pointing to where we were heading. Aneta pointed out the taxi's arriving and leaving and suggested in veiled terms that this was not just a night club with music and dancing, if you get my drift. Okay, then, we will just put our heads down and mind our own business.
We park and begin our walk along a nice leaf covered road leading into the woods near, but not exactly adjacent to, the lake. We never saw the lake again, in fact, until we were completely around to the far side where the road did run along the shore for some distance before again disappearing into the woods. We took a hard right turn at some point and headed up another road that seemed to be sort of bordering the lake on the far end, although we couldn't see the
lake. By this time Ania was pretty much through walking and demanding to e "up, up" so Aneta had to carry her. Eventually Aneta got a large walking stick from a fallen branch and began using it. Then Ania wanted down so she could find a stick, which she did and promptly insisted on me carrying it. It was curved and didn't look all that stable but to tell you the truth I think it saved me in the end. Eventually we struck off down a trail that appeared to have had some use back in what we assumed was the general direction of the lake and our car. The trail soon petered out and we were just trekking through woods going who knows where. We came to a swale with a bog in the bottom and had to cross it and climb a hill on the other side. Without my crooked walking stick I would have fallen or sunk into the bog a half a dozen times. Finally, after crawling through the underbrush and wipeing our heads on multiple
tree branches we emerged at a narrow dirt road that turned out to be the dirt road to the nightclub! We went past the nightclub and straight on down the road to our little car, waiting so patiently for us in the afternoon sun.
On the way home we dropped Ania off at her grandparents for the evening so we could take in a movie. Aneta's friend Ania was to join us for a showing of The Help, but at the last minute wasn't able to find childcare (remember those days?) so we went alone. We wandered around the mall for an hour before the show but didn't buy anything. I did find an optical shop that had some interesting frames I liked and they were having a sale with discounts equal to your age in years! Wow! For me that was a big discount so I stopped to have a look and found two pair of glasses frames I really liked. Then the hammer drops, of course, the discount is only good if you have an eye exam and get lenses in them from their in-house lab. Grrrr. Off to the movie.
The Help, Kathryn Stocket novel adapted for the screen, was just wonderful. Very long but actually quite true to the book. Sissy Spacek was delightful as was Alison Janney. I can't say I even recognized many of the other actresses that played in the film but they all did really fine jobs with their roles. I loved the book so I was apprehensive about the movie - they almost never measure up for me - but was pleasantly surprised.
We didn't get out of the movie until 11:30 pm so no after movie play time for us.
Linda
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