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Mom came up to visit me briefly this weekend. She arrived midafternoon on Friday and spent a couple hours looking for carpets/area rugs, since she'd been unable to find the kind she wanted back in New Jersey. I got off work at 5pm while she was still shopping; we met at my apartment around 6pm, unpacked some things she'd brought, and then set out in search of dinner.
We hoped to eat at the East Shore Cafe, figuring that since there were only the two of us it shouldn't be hard to get a table, but when we arrived we discovered the restaurant had gone out of business! Alas. So we continued up Rt. 34 to Rogue's Harbor, a local hotel and restaurant with a long and colorful history.
This morning we went to Agway and got a duplicate of my front door key so people will be able to get in and out of my apartment at Thanksgiving without needing me constantly around. Then we went to Wal-Mart and picked up some cheap shower curtain liners (mine had grown mildewed) plus a new bathmat. You see, I do not use a bathmat myself, so the one I kept around for guests had gotten sadly tattered and funky over the years. The new one is now rolled up in a plastic jug to hopefully keep it from cracking like the old one did when folded on the floor.
We then had breakfast at Waffle Frolic, after which we drove up the west shore of the lake to the hospital to see one of the eight mini-exhibits about silent movies in Ithaca set up by the Ithaca Motion Picture Project. The hospital is hosting a screen that constantly plays two episodes of the 15-part Beatrice Fairfax silent film serial: "The Wages of Sin" (ep. 11) and "Curiosity" (ep. 12). Each is roughly twenty-five minutes long, and follows a similar pattern. A woman is in a troublesome situation, generally involving a man she loves, and writes to Beatrice for advice and/or help. Beatrice and Jimmy Barton, a reporter who is pretty obviously in love with her, solve the problem with various adventures and hijinks along the way.
The two episodes Mom and I saw suffer a bit from the passivity of the girl-of-the-week, and Jimmy is generally more effective at getting out of trouble than Beatrice is -- I was particularly annoyed by a moment in "Curiosity" where he leaves a pocketknife in Beatrice's lap while she's tied up and he doesn't have time to rescue her right that minute... and when he gets captured himself several minutes later, the knife is still right there for him to pick up, because apparently it hasn't occurred to Beatrice or the damsel of the week that they could use it to free themselves -- but there's a nice moment in "The Wages of Sin" where Beatrice shoots a man who's holding Jimmy at gunpoint, and the impetus behind all the adventures is women trying to help each other, so eh. Could be worse. And they are quite fun. :-)
We headed up to Target so I could get a flu shot, which I had not had a chance to do in previous weeks. When that was out of the way, we ate lunch at New Delhi Diamond's, after which we went on a walking tour of five of the downtown mini-exhibits, led by the IMPP organizers and a volunteer from the History Center.
And now Mom is home and I am reading my lesson plan for tomorrow's Creating Home class at church.
We hoped to eat at the East Shore Cafe, figuring that since there were only the two of us it shouldn't be hard to get a table, but when we arrived we discovered the restaurant had gone out of business! Alas. So we continued up Rt. 34 to Rogue's Harbor, a local hotel and restaurant with a long and colorful history.
This morning we went to Agway and got a duplicate of my front door key so people will be able to get in and out of my apartment at Thanksgiving without needing me constantly around. Then we went to Wal-Mart and picked up some cheap shower curtain liners (mine had grown mildewed) plus a new bathmat. You see, I do not use a bathmat myself, so the one I kept around for guests had gotten sadly tattered and funky over the years. The new one is now rolled up in a plastic jug to hopefully keep it from cracking like the old one did when folded on the floor.
We then had breakfast at Waffle Frolic, after which we drove up the west shore of the lake to the hospital to see one of the eight mini-exhibits about silent movies in Ithaca set up by the Ithaca Motion Picture Project. The hospital is hosting a screen that constantly plays two episodes of the 15-part Beatrice Fairfax silent film serial: "The Wages of Sin" (ep. 11) and "Curiosity" (ep. 12). Each is roughly twenty-five minutes long, and follows a similar pattern. A woman is in a troublesome situation, generally involving a man she loves, and writes to Beatrice for advice and/or help. Beatrice and Jimmy Barton, a reporter who is pretty obviously in love with her, solve the problem with various adventures and hijinks along the way.
The two episodes Mom and I saw suffer a bit from the passivity of the girl-of-the-week, and Jimmy is generally more effective at getting out of trouble than Beatrice is -- I was particularly annoyed by a moment in "Curiosity" where he leaves a pocketknife in Beatrice's lap while she's tied up and he doesn't have time to rescue her right that minute... and when he gets captured himself several minutes later, the knife is still right there for him to pick up, because apparently it hasn't occurred to Beatrice or the damsel of the week that they could use it to free themselves -- but there's a nice moment in "The Wages of Sin" where Beatrice shoots a man who's holding Jimmy at gunpoint, and the impetus behind all the adventures is women trying to help each other, so eh. Could be worse. And they are quite fun. :-)
We headed up to Target so I could get a flu shot, which I had not had a chance to do in previous weeks. When that was out of the way, we ate lunch at New Delhi Diamond's, after which we went on a walking tour of five of the downtown mini-exhibits, led by the IMPP organizers and a volunteer from the History Center.
And now Mom is home and I am reading my lesson plan for tomorrow's Creating Home class at church.
