The movie (All That Heaven Allows) was just great, with some throw-away lines like when the heroine cuddles up to Rock Hudson and says, "Are you wishing I was a man?" And for all that it was corny it actually had some brilliant psychological insights. Molly and Cathy showed up, which was fun, only I think one of them thought it was a set-up and the other of course did not. And it wasn't. Glad I didn't have to explain this to the mistaken party while everyone was still there. (But I'm excited that Molly may be moving from an online friend to a real friend. We'll see how things develop.)
But today I'm going to be crammed with work, with a nice overlay of stress about whether or not we're going to be able to get the loan to do the work on our house (this woke me up an hour early today with a stress dream in which I was yelling at the mortgage broker). With luck I'll make it out the door to get some lunch. I've got the friggin' taxes to look forward to tonight, and worthy opponent is going to get to go to a baseball game while I work on them. Better him than me, I guess.