We watched Revolutionary Road last night. You know, that movie with Kate Winslet and Leonardo DiCaprio that's not Titanic? Great movie. Fantastic movie. But boy did it fuck with my whole day. I'm kind of speechless and pissed and sad. Not as sad as after the last episode of Lost, but sad enough.
My mom saw the movie a while ago and she thought the wife "was a little nuts" and my friend, who I talked about the movie with this morning, thought she was too, but I think she's the sanest person in the whole flick. I know that if you haven't seen the movie, none of what I'm saying makes sense, hence the brevity of this post.
If I didn't feel like a prisoner in my own home yesterday, I sure do today. Thankfully, its 2010, not the 1950's and thankfully I'm not pregnant. Might be nice to have Leo DiCaprio money for a couple days, though...
Also, I made gaspatcho soup yesterday. Rob doesn't like it, but I love it. I've been eating/drinking it all day. So good, and relatively healthy which is to say it contains vegetables and no butter. Soup is good food!