Thinking about love, actually
Darling hubby and I Netflixed this one (the film: Love, actually) and finished it yesterday. Please don’t ask me why I , Anglophile, don’t own this one. I love Brit flicks in general and Richard Curtis specifically. I love the romantic and sometimes poignant stories. I adore all of the actors (there are only about 20 british actors in the world, right?) I’ve had a serious crush on Alan Rickman since I first saw him in Robin Hood (“But why a spoon, brother?” – best line in the film) and recently tingled with … ah … delight at seeing him in Harry Potter looking dead sexy with his hair dyed black and all those black robes. I’d love to see your wand, professor Snape.
Uh … where was I?
Oh,yeah: the film. So while we’re watching, I’m contemplating the subtleties of love (and, of course, getting teary-eyed). There’s so many different kinds of love: warm, fierce, painful.
That incredible, comfortable, warm love that I feel for Dearest Hubby. How I can trust him without question with my children and how, after 4 years, seeing him naked every morning always makes me go: Whoa, Nelly (nice wand!) and get dirty thoughts.
The blinding love I have for my children. The I will gladly stab you to death with a pair of tweezers and eat your heart raw in a suitably gory Klingon manner if you even THINK about harming them kind. You get my drift
Even the more utilitarian love I have for the animals on my farm. That’s a kind of resigned love. One of the realities of livestock farming is that things die. Sometimes, no matter what you do, they just die. After awhile you get a tough skin on your love and learn to love in reallly small increments, guardedly, so that should something happen you won’t be devastated.
It takes awhile to learn to do this and my skill is imperfect. Sometimes a little more love seeps out than should.
Maybe it’s that I’m pregnant and hormonal or maybe it’s that baby animals are always harder to lose. I don’t know.
Whatever it is, this one’s for Noelle. I miss her already.
Uh … where was I?
Oh,yeah: the film. So while we’re watching, I’m contemplating the subtleties of love (and, of course, getting teary-eyed). There’s so many different kinds of love: warm, fierce, painful.
That incredible, comfortable, warm love that I feel for Dearest Hubby. How I can trust him without question with my children and how, after 4 years, seeing him naked every morning always makes me go: Whoa, Nelly (nice wand!) and get dirty thoughts.
The blinding love I have for my children. The I will gladly stab you to death with a pair of tweezers and eat your heart raw in a suitably gory Klingon manner if you even THINK about harming them kind. You get my drift
Even the more utilitarian love I have for the animals on my farm. That’s a kind of resigned love. One of the realities of livestock farming is that things die. Sometimes, no matter what you do, they just die. After awhile you get a tough skin on your love and learn to love in reallly small increments, guardedly, so that should something happen you won’t be devastated.
It takes awhile to learn to do this and my skill is imperfect. Sometimes a little more love seeps out than should.
Maybe it’s that I’m pregnant and hormonal or maybe it’s that baby animals are always harder to lose. I don’t know.
Whatever it is, this one’s for Noelle. I miss her already.
posted by MrsEvilGenius at 8:51 AM
4 Comments:
My wife loves British movies too and she saw Love, Actually and told me she had to have the DVD. So I got it for her a few months ago. We had watched it this past summer on our honeymoon in London (we were in Paris the previous week) and it was really cool seeing the actual landmarks in the movie for real. But I digress.
We have her sister's family over on Christmas Eve every year and we usually watch White Christmas every year but this year there was a rebellion as no one wanted to watch it but her sister. So my wife said we should watch Love, Actually since it has a Christmas theme and everyone really enjoyed it.
And yes, I like Alan Rickman too but curiously I have absolutely no desire to see his wand ;-)
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