German Chocolate and an Oscar or Two

The day is cold and damp. The rain started about noon and the weather forecast sounds like a repeat of last week for the Midwest. Our area expects 3-6 inches of snow this time instead of sleet. The warnings started yesterday on a warmish day. I went to the store and stocked up on milk, eggs, butter and such for the coming storm. I earned a free box of ice cream cones. But what were cones without ice cream. So I grabbed my favorite German Chocolate.

I had not had a chocolate cone in about two years. Oh, it sounded so good and seemed to be a special treat for Oscar night! Was it too much caffeine for the evening? Surely not, but DH and I both learned indeed it was. Both of us were wide awake until 1:30 in the morning. But oh, messed up sleep is nothing new here and for one night, German Chocolate ruled!

I looked forward to the Academy Awards and enjoyed sitting down for a slow watch. I knew only a little about Seth McFarlane and feared he would not be a good host. I thought he did well enough; jokes were low key and without much crude slamming of actors. I found his delivery relaxing.  I thought the evening’s clothes were beautiful and tasteful, reminiscent of old Hollywood stars. I loved the music. I respectfully disagree with Donald Trump who labeled the Oscars as boring. A man with so little taste should remain silent. As for his detecting Daniel Day Lewis’s English accent, it would be Irish if anything…but I think Trump was just digging for dirt.

What I loved most this year was the writing involved. Books and screen plays abounded that told stories of history, varied cultures and diverse emotions. The creativity involved with producing so many worthy films astounded me. Even personalities that don’t interest me…well, I could still appreciate the imaginative and inventive aspects they applied to their craft. I am not usually a fan of Quentin Tarantino and I haven’t his movie this year, but I will give him credit for his distinctive artistic interpretations made possible by talented actors.

I gasped when Jennifer Lawrence fell, I felt pride when Ben Affleck spoke without bitterness, I was thrilled to hear Hugh Jackman bolt out in song, and I teared up when Ann Hathaway subtly called for a society that could erase all Fontines, and I was amazed by the stylish and vibrant dress of Jane Fonda. From beginning to end I appreciated the evening with the stars...until I spent the next few hours wide awake under the stars. Now I wait for snow…life is a thrill a minute!