Well, Kaalakaandi is not coming out in America. Which means I have yet another empty weekend. Empty Friday night, and empty Saturday since I’m not rushing around to write a review. Since you aren’t getting reviews, I thought I might as well catch you up on the other things I have been doing.
Maybe I should name my dog “Padmavati”, because that’s the reason I can get a dog, Padmavati ruining the winter release schedule and opening up all my weekends.
(Now I am picturing this song, but with a bunch of dogs running around in circles instead of dancers. So cute!)
Anyway, for the past 3 weekends I have been visiting humane shelters looking for a dog. Which is a depressing and disturbing process. And increasingly feels like I am visiting a brothel and picking out a lady of the evening. Especially when they ask me “is there anyone you want some one on one time with in the ‘companionship room’?”
What’s really horrible is when you actually go into the companionship room with some poor terrified dog. And the volunteer keeps telling them “be nice to the lady! Be nice! Be friendly!” while the dog is literally shaking in fear. And then they hand me treats and are all “she warms right up, don’t worry, just give her treats and she will come right to you.” And the whole time all I can think of is this:
But I am getting close! Last night I spent a long time in a “companionship” room with this terrified dog who let me pet her, but was still too scared to look me in the eye.
And most of all, I really liked that particular shelter. They didn’t yell at their dogs to “be nice, be nice! Make the lady like you!”, and the cages were nice and big so I didn’t feel like I was condemning the dog to a life of misery by not taking her home. And most of all, they called it a “meet and greet room”, which is maybe the least disturbing possible name, but still pretty disturbing. So I am feeling optimistic!
(I mean, it was still a little brothel-y, but more the high class kind of brothel where they don’t beat the girls)
And that optimistic feeling is letting me finally feel like spending some of my Padmavati free time on other things that I’ve been meaning to do. Like, finally taking apart the elegant table settings I did for Christmas dinner. The dishes were all washed, but the tablecloth and cloth napkins and stuff I didn’t bother with until just now, they’ve been sitting on the table for the past three weeks. And candles, SO MANY CANDLES (my Mom really likes candles on the table).
(It looked like this, but more candles. Okay, maybe not more, but a lot)
And final chore, laundry! So much laundry! It just kept building and building until it was out of control. I had to go to a laundromat and use two of the big big triple load washers. And had to take two trips up and down the stairs to carry it all. But thank goodness, that is now done too and all my clothes are so cleeeeeeeeaaaaan. It’s so nice!
(Not as nice as if a door to door salesperson had come to help me wash them, but still nice! And the scene I am referring to starts at 9 minutes in, just in case the embed didn’t work)
But most importantly, my hair is brushed! And washed and braided. It’s been out of control the past few days, but I washed it last night and stayed up late to let it air dry, and then spent 40 minutes brushing it this morning, and now the top of my head is sooooooooo happy. It’s almost worth there being no good Hindi movie playing for the past 2 weeks!
(One of my favorite realistic touches of this movie is that while Harshaali is at the nice combined family household in Delhi with at least two grown women to fuss over her, her hair is washed and brushed and braided within an inch of its life. But when she is traveling alone with two guys, not so much)
Anyway, that’s what’s been up with me, so you can see at least I’m not wasting this no-new-movies period. Even if there isn’t as much blog content for us to talk about.