Add this to scenes I never expected to happen in my life:
Me saying to my HOMESCHOOLED son: “Hurry up and finish your work so we can go buy the MOUSE for your SNAKE to EAT.”
Just in case you’re around 30 years old and think that you know where life is going….
Speaking of learning and link-ups, Melanie Bettinelli is beginning one entitled “Guilt-Free Learning Notes” which I’ll be participating in – starting this Saturday. Should be fun.
So Sunday we went to Whole Foods after Mass. We were just getting milk and my lime sparkling water so Joseph stayed in the car and Michael and I ran in.
At one point, an older man walked down our aisle with his cart. I looked at him, he glanced at me, I nodded because in that instant I recognized him, without knowing why or how and the nod just happened. He nodded back. Courteous-like, the way we do down here. We moved on.
But it bugged me. I don’t latch on to random people, imagining that I know them. If my subconscious is joggled, it’s for real. I I just couldn’t identify him, though. I definitely felt that I *knew* him in some sense. I went through the checklist of my rather limited local circles. Church(es)? No. School(s)? No. Neighborhood(s)? I don’t think so…but maybe….
And then it hit me.
He looked exactly like the actor who plays the Senator in that fantastic show Rectify.
I mean – didn’t look like him. Looked to be him.
Could it be? I mean, I knew that one of the Rectify actors lives in the area – Clayne Crawford, who plays Teddy, Jr, but..this guy? I didn’t even know his name. As the seconds past, the less sure I was.
So we checked out, we went to the car, and I sat behind the wheel. I got the Ipad from Joseph and looked up the Senator.
And this article came up: “Vegas, Gray’s Anatomy star Michael O’Neill moves back to Alabama.”
In fact, the man whose character went on a murderous rampage in a memorable “Grey’s Anatomy” season finale is a family man, an actor and an Alabama native who recently moved back to the area.
Originally from Montgomery, the Auburn grad moved back to Alabama in November of last year to be closer to his father, who has since died. He also wanted to give his three teenage children a taste of his home.
More recently, some of you might recognize him from this summer’s CBS show, Extant.
Yup. That was him. Amazing. So..what to do now? Go be a fangirl, not only of him, but mostly of Rectify?
The boys were, of course, mortified and declined to go back in. I casually strolled up and down the aisles of Whole Foods, not at all in a stalkerish fashion, no not me, and there he was – chatting with couple of other women. I waited until they were finished, and approached. He was so very nice, asking my name, expressing both surprise and gratitude that I watched Rectify. We talked about the pleasures of a well-done program committed to be realistic about the contemporary South, I mentioned the appeal of the spiritual themes, and just thanked him for his work. Very gracious fellow!
(And no…I didn’t ask for a photo…)
My 9-year old is taking a boxing class with other homeschooled boys. He loves it. I don’t know what it is about the coach/teacher who runs the class and the gym, but he has a gift for motivating. The kid is wiped out by the end of the hour (a 9-year old? Taking shower in the middle of the day? Get out....) but also totally pumped and positive. It’s like magic.
I reread Waugh’s Handful of Dust this week, just because I was not in the mood for Collins’ intricacies. I’ll get back in that groove this weekend. Boy I had forgotten how dark that book is. You know, people always rag on Miss O’Connor for being “dark” and grotesque, but honestly – read Wise Blood next to the early Waugh, and you can see what real darkness – that is without even a glimmer of grace – is. Precise, knowing and hilarious, yes…but ever so depressing.
Speaking of British things, do you know what I’ve never watched? You guessed. Downton Abbey. I don’t know why I’ve never been interested. I think my deep loyalty to Upstairs, Downstairs has closed my mind to what I perceive as an uppity usurper.
And speaking of those old Masterpiece Theater series, what were your favorites? As a teen I gobbled them up, especially – in addition to U/D:
Shoulder to Shoulder.
My parents were devotees, as I recall, of The Forsythe Saga and The First Churchills, but I was too young to care when they were into them and I only remember thinking that they looked beyond boring.. But I adored Derek Jacobi (Claudius), was captivated by the unwilling,but ultimately loving marriage of the Pallisers and probably a little in love with Donal McCann who played Phineas Finn.
Shoulder to Shoulder was a 6-part dramatization of the woman’s suffrage movement in Britain, and was a huge influence on me. I think it helped situate my thinking about feminism in a historical context, giving my young self a sort of freedom from the secular feminist cant of the 70’s. It’s a very powerful series and, oddly enough, is one of the few such series never released in recorded format. Can’t find it anywhere.
My daughter, who lives and works in Bavaria, has taken a short trip to Verona and environs this week. You can see some of her pics from Verona here, and catch what she saw yesterday – 9/11 – in Venice yesterday here.
Us? Well, we went to Oak Mountain! Go, us!
That was actually a nice day – after the first half of the week full of lessons and classes (Because no socialization!) , we could finally get out after the hated cursive and not-quite-hated math was done. A good hike, then a turn around Aldridge Gardens and then the library. All the time with the steady soundtrack of detailed descriptions of Lord of the Rings Lego sets….
I’ve continued my slow march through my books…..for adults (including RCIA) here...for kids here…devotional and parish materials here. Still to come, materials for teens and the four books Ann Engelhart and I have done together.
St. Francis’ feastday is coming soon! Time to talk about Adventures in Assisi!
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