Angela Law

animal lover, gardener, knitter, and gourmet cook
 
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I left the office yesterday to pick Jake up after he got home from school. When I exited the alley behind our office, I cut the wheel too sharply and scraped the rear fender against a telephone pole. Ugh. I pulled over to survey the damage and wasn’t too happy with what I saw.

So, I returned to the office and told Brian about it. He was understanding, as usual. On our way home from work (our rental car that we’ve been using since the accident had to be returned yesterday. hopefully we’re going to get a new car today), we stopped at Deyarmin’s Garage and they were able to pull most of the dent out (with a nifty device like this). That made me feel a little better. However, there is a scrape in the paint so we’re going to need to have that repaired. The guy at the garage didn’t think it should cost more than a couple hundred, so I guess that’s not too bad. However, it is one more thing that needs to be done.
Needless to say, my bike is being winterized this weekend. It’s the only vehicle of ours that hasn’t been involved in an accident this year and I intend to keep it that way.
movies

sinister

It’s been a while since we watched a movie. I cut back on my viewing over the summer (plus I was catching up on a few TV series on DVD) so hence the lack of movie reviews.

I like to watch horror movies every October just to get into the spirit of things. In the DVD player last night was Sinister. The premise of this movie sounded interesting enough–a true crime author moved his family into a house where a crime he was researching was committed. He found a cache of snuff films in the attic of the house. Soon, he figured out all of the crimes were related and things went downhill for him from there.

The movie was ok, but don’t make the antagonist look like a character from a Norwegian black metal band and I might be able to take it more seriously.

My rating: 3/5

miscellany

marathon man

On what was probably one of the hottest October days ever, Brian ran in the Johnstown Marathon on Sunday. He spent the summer training for this event. And, while it took him a little longer to complete than he might have liked, he did manage to finish. Things were looking a little sketchy at first–the aid stations weren’t supplying him with enough hydration and I had to make a delivery of water and Gatorade around the 17 mile point. Luckily, he met up with someone who was running her 96th marathon and she coached him through the rough spot. The good news is that he can now check this off his bucket list.

out and about

sandyvale wine festival

We went to the Sandyvale Wine Festival with our parents this afternoon. This was the first one and, by all accounts, it was a success. I could not believe the number of people in attendance–particularly since the Windber Octoberfest was also going on today.

It looked like it was going to be a perfect day, but there was a brief rain shower about half way through the event. Luckily all of the vendors were set up in tents, so the rain did not put a damper on things. We got to try a number of local wines and my father-in-law bought a bottle to share with all of us while we were waiting for some of the lines to go down (it was pretty crowded).

All in all it was a nice event and I definitely plan on attending again next year.

tv

breaking bad

Breaking Bad is, without a doubt, the best television series ever. From the first episode to the last, I was hooked. Every last detail on the show mattered (down to the color of the clothes the characters wore)–I can’t wait to watch the whole series again just to see what I missed the first time.

The show’s finale on Sunday did not disappoint–there was no ambiguous ending for this story. I also liked the fact that Vince Gilligan, the show’s creator, had a story to tell and he told it and didn’t drag things out by tacking on another season or two.

I still think it would have been hilarious if the show ended with Bryan Cranston waking up in bed with Jane Kaczmarek and saying “Lois, I just had the strangest dream…” (ala Newhart).