Being Mothered, Being Human
In a change from the usual, Mom came up to my apartment to visit me this weekend. It was really nice having her here. It was also the first time she got to meet Alonso, since I hadn't taken him home with me since I got him. (The fewer long car rides I have to subject him to, the better.) I was a bit worried that he'd spend all weekend terrified of her, which could have been a real problem because she'd be sleeping in the living room, in full view of his cage, so if he refused to come out and drink or eat he'd be in trouble.
I needn't have worried, though. He took to her almost immediately. I was told when I got him that he was the most outgoing they had, and I guess seeing her interact with me reassured him that she was safe. We let him out and run around and he immediately came up to her to nibble on her feet and her clothes. I picked him up and held him while Mom stroked his head and that sent him into a blissful bunny trance. XD I'm figuring out how best to pick him up; see, he doesn't mind being held, but he hates being picked up. I have to carefully scoop up his bunny bottom and hold him under the front paws to make him feel secure, and keep him in midair for a short of time as possible.
Introduced him to brocolli yesterday. Didn't go well. He seemed to like it, but I found some messy poop stains in his cage, which seemed to indicate that his digestive system was none to pleased with brocolli.
Mom and I watched Arsenic and Old Lace the other day. I love that movie.
Also watched the latest two episodes of the original BBC version of Being Human. I love love love that show. The newest season (which might be the final season; I don't know for sure but the plotlines seem to indicate that it's heading towards a grande finale, what with the prophesy of Mitchell's death and all. Of course, death isn't permanent on this show, so who knows?) is shaping up to be quite interesting.
I'm not sure how I feel about the whole Mitchell/Annie thing. I keep going back and forth between thinking that they would be perfect for each other and thinking that they don't seem quite right for each other. On the logistical side of things, they're as close to perfect for each other as either can really get; Mitchell's a vampire, so he doesn't age and he won't die (unless he's staked or something), and Annie's already dead so she doesn't age or anything. I'm glad that they didn't spend the last two seasons building up to this, for sure. The show wouldn't have worked plotwise if they had. Mitchell had whatserface in the first season, and the whole tragic mess with Lucy in season two, and then Annie obviously wasn't going to fall madly in love with her soulmate immediatley after being murdered by her fiance, now would she?
Personalitywise, it's an interesting mix. I suppose they balance each other. I think Annie could be really good for Mitchell; she's the epitome of optimistic and forgiving, and if anyone could help him get past the whole killing-20-people-in-a-train-car thing, it would be her. She sees the good in everyone, and given how much evil Mitchell has done in the past, he doesn't see the good in himself, so he really needs someone like Annie to prove to him that there's still a lot of good in him. Example 1: He saved her from purgatory. Example 2: He got a whole chapter of vampires to renounce blood.
What really intrigues me is George and Nina having a baby. What exactly happens when two werewolves reproduce? Especially given that they are pretty sure the baby was conceived while they were both having their "monthly hairy time" as George calls it. I mean, is the baby going to be fully human? Will it be a werewolf? Will it even survive Nina's monthly transformation?
I think this most recent episode was one of my favorites. Partly because of the drama with George and Nina trying to decide what to do about their baby, given what they are means that it's more complicated than your average unwanted pregnancy, and then the whole thing with Nina confessing that her mother abused her when she was a child because she was "a mistake". Such a touching episode in terms of their relationship. I loved the end: "George...would you like to have a little...hairy baby with me?" This is why I love this show. It blends so well the supernatural with the everyday.
Even with the zombie Sasha falling apart in some new way every five minutes, I really liked this episode. Oh yeah, Sasha. Yeeeaaah. Well, when Mitchell went to rescue Annie from purgatory it sort of blocked death's door, leaving four people who died unable to pass over. So they were dead, but they were still in their bodies, and the hospital basically experimented on three of them until the point of destruction. Except for Sasha, who escaped. It was pretty disgusting, because she'd been dead for two weeks, so she was starting to fall apart, but she was kind of in denial, so she kept trying to live as if she was alive. It was really very tragic. You felt so bad for her, especially seeing her and Annie; Annie's dead but she's a ghost so she's not...decomposing. It was also a very funny episode, though gross. Sasha had a lot of spunk for someone who'd been dead for two weeks.
I've rambled on for too long again, haven't I? And I've still got the happiness challenge to do. One day, I promise, I'll learn to be concise.
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30 Days of Happiness
Days 22-24
Day 22: A picture that gives you hope.
If trash like this can get published, then there's hope for my book.
Day 23: An activity that you find fun.
Well, I suppose drawing, sewing, writing, and video gaming are fairly obvious, so I'm trying to think of something I've not mentioned before.
Ballroom Dancing, then. My high school hada year round mandatory course for Freshmen called "Freshmen Arts Orientation", where we did different fine arts classes for about 6 weeks, and ballroom dancing was one of them. And then the teacher who did it had the stage open before school and during lunch where students could come and just dance and chill. I've forgotten how to do a lot of dances, but I still remember the Waltz, Foxtrot (my fave), and the Hustle.
Day 24: Dedicate a post to someone telling them what you think of them.
Ironically, I'm dedicating a super long post to a writer who is an expert in the concise: silverinkblot, because she is wonderful and nice, and funny, and very very talented at genfics and six words stories. She's just kind of all-around awesome. She's also very good at telling me exactly what I most need to hear when I post rambling entries about how stressed out I am over little things: stop freaking out, it's not that big of a deal.
Also, a little bit of dedication to anyone with the patience to read this far. XD