~Sunday~ I picked up Robert at about 12:45 and we went over to Mad Hatters for a little brunch. Robert had a breakfast choice of eggs, hash browns and some fruit. I just had a butterscotch scone with some coffee.
We went to the 2:00 showing of Crazy Heart at the Carolina Theater, which later in the evening earned an academy award for Jeff Bridges.
| Movie Synopsis: Bad Blake (Jeff Bridges) is a broken-down, hard-living country music singer who’s had way too many marriages, far too many years on the road and one too many drinks way too many times. And yet, Bad can’t help but reach for salvation with the help of Jean (Maggie Gyllenhaal), a journalist who discovers the real man behind the musician. |
This movie was engaging enough, but I sure didn’t think Jeff Bridges’ performance was academy award-winning. That aside, I’m glad I saw it. Thanks for initiating seeing it, Robert.
I forgot to mention yesterday that I was briefly excited about mail from the company that administers my Flexible Health Spending Account, thinking it was going to be a check from them.
Instead, it was notification that three (of the 8 or 9 claims that I submitted to reach my total of claim amount of $750) needed more documentation in order to be successfully processed. I thought all I had to send in were receipts, but for the three items noted, they also wanted to see the associated Explanation of Benefits sheet sent by the insurance company. What a pain. Now I have to try and dig those up.
Oh well, now I know to throw those things, too, into the envelope I keep the receipts in throughout the year as they come in.
We had our final Alternative Spring Break Gulf Coast Trip group meeting tonight, and at the beginning of the meeting, Jackie (the student leader) noted that she didn’t think everyone still knew each other’s names in the group, and people nodded their head in agreement. She asked if anyone wanted to take a stab at naming everyone there, and I volunteered when no one else did.
I actually made it all the way through, which was a relief. Shanequel gave it a try right after me, and she was embarrassed to not know my name when she got to me, as of course, I hadn’t said it when I went around the room. I assured her that there was nothing to be embarrassed about, and thanked her for taking a stab at everyone’s name after me.
When I got home, I lay down on my bed to do our two homework readings for tomorrow night’s class. I kept nodding off while reading them, but forced myself to finish them.