Shutter Island

I like Leonardo DiCaprio. I really like Martin Scorcese. I also love good film. I was intrigued when I saw the previews for Shutter Island a couple of months ago. It wasn't until recently that I realized it was written by Dennis Lehane. I've only read one of his books - Mystic River. It was exceptionally good pop crime fiction, and I thoroughly enjoyed it (as well as the movie). So when I saw the book for Shutter Island, I decided to give it a shot.

Save your time. The plot is contrived and obvious from pretty much 30 pages in...maybe sooner if you're faster than I am. Truthfully, I had a decent handle on what was going on relatively soon...but it was so obvious that I thought to myself...SURELY that's too simple of an explanation.

It wasn't.

I'm still excited for the movie.

In other news, our beloved kitty has not returned. We have posted fliers, been on every internet site possible, including Craigslist, emailed everyone in our neighborhood, made the rounds, and called the shelters. She is really and truly gone. I've never lost a cat before, and I can't really mourn her, because I can't believe that she is dead. It's a sad state of limbo. I'm trying to focus on the hope that she found a family to love her.

Work is going well, although my sleeping schedule is abysmal. I guess that's pretty obvious, since it's 5:30am, and I have yet to go to bed tonight (my night off). Next week is my 9 day stretch without work. In that time, my parents are coming to visit (VERY excited about that), and then the husband and I are going back to the old stomping grounds to see his brother and wife, as well as watch some good 'ole college football. I'm looking forward to that time off immensely.

Last week, I rode a $50,000 dressage horse for 3 hours. My thighs still haven't recovered. More on that later.

The kitten I'm bottle-feeding is a thriving, fat as a tick, squealing monster.

That's the quick summary of my days.