Movie

Hello again. I think with my impending tax refund I can stop torturing myself and go see a movie. I'd like to see The Aviator about Howard Hughes. I saw a bio on cable about him once. I only hope his dating Katherine Hepburn is a small part. I feel a twinge of jealousy when I hear her name. My cousin met her and not by accident. She went to a theater workshop out east somewhere and decided to stay after the workshop was over to finish some projects. Ms. Hepburn's niece was one of the teachers and took my cousin over to met her famous aunt for a day. This occurred the Christmas season before Ms. Hepburn died. Ms. Hepburn must have said something to her because at my cousin's college graduation with a double major in acting and theater production, my cousin announced giving up on acting and focusing on being a screenwriter. She is currently works for an insurance company.
My cousin has always been the lucky one living in the wealthy suburbs with a family who kept up with the Jones's. They kept up so well they had no money saved for my cousin to go to college and they made too much money for much financial aid. I on the other hand lived in Hicktown and had stingy parents. At least they did have money to send me and my siblings to college, even when Dad was laid off for 7 years before being hired back. That stage of life my sisters called living on government cheese. I call it the pink shirt phase because this lady from a charity came by the house to deliver clothes had it in her head that I loved pink so I had a pink closet of clothes. When asked what I wanted for Christmas one year my reply was for clothes, anything but pink. As I became an adult I have to respect my Dad during those unemployed years, especially buying me a new car when my cousin had to ride the city bus after she graduated college. My lucky cousin as a kid had the plays, piano lessons, dance recitals, and boomboxs with CD player. Mom never allowed me to join a play outside church, Mom's version of piano lessons was giving me a book for self-teaching piano when we had an organ (different keyboards) and said "Here you go", I did get dance lessons at age 15 when I was willing to pay for them and found a nearby dance teacher within walking distance, and my first CD player was in my first car graduating from college. It's queer how much we are alike when she is adopted from Korea. We love ballet, been told we are natural dancers, hated the flute, liked the piano, insulted when anyone suggests plastic surgery, and love animals (though she is allergic to cats). She dreams of becoming a screenwriter in Hollywood while I dream of becoming an author. Exception: her bedroom had all her toys placed in boxes inside her closet, mine were all over the house. I think by now I can handle jealousy as an adult and still love my cousin, as I always have. Post later. Bye!