I have one last (probably) story from vacation.
Maria has a backpack with Disney cats that people really respond to. Sometimes they compliment her, but I have heard people exclaiming about it to each other, without necessarily talking to her.
Everyone wants to identify all the cats, which is harder than you would think. They come from several different movies, and they are stylized so they don't necessarily look the same.
One little girl did not recognize Figaro, so Maria named him and said he was Minnie's cat.
I heard the little girl's mother say "Pinocchio's cat."
I had that same thought, but I didn't say it. Becoming Minnie's cat has kept Figaro around more. He's a cute kitten so I like that. Of course, she should have adopted Cleo too; they go together.
Also, I try not to be a scold, especially with things that aren't important (though there is a level at which I think everything is important, and that's my issue.)
I guess the theme of this week is that balance between enjoying yourself and getting bogged down in the problems and details.
I can be a pain; I worry a lot about being annoying.
I actually don't complain a lot... probably the least among my siblings and I. However, it is very easy for me to notice the flaws in something and dwell on that and how to fix it. I notice that I have much more to say about the disappointing books than the ones I love in my Goodreads reviews. That feels wrong, but comes really naturally to me.
That my thoughts are all about how to make things better would not automatically make them less annoying.
Diane Keaton died recently, so we wanted to rewatch Baby Boom (1987) -- a movie we had often caught on cable -- in her honor. We did that the Sunday night after we got back.
I have complained about movies to my sisters before, perhaps most noticeably on The Saint (1997).
While I mostly enjoyed Baby Boom, there was something about it that really annoyed me about it. I never mentioned it, until we were talking afterward, I think about how Elizabeth should be much older by the end.
That is true, but normal compression when you can't control children aging. I mentioned some other movies where we saw that, but then we were talking about being realistic versus being a comedy, and unrealistic things that you have to overlook.
They asked, and they knew whom they were asking.
That ending does not work. The most likely result of her turning down the Food Chain is that they would develop their own competition which would take over the market and put her out of business, maybe just leaving a local boutique niche. Yes, a small business can grow large under good conditions, but wasn't likely in this case.
She should have asked to have manufacturing happen in Vermont, in a bigger but nearby town where she could work on a schedule that worked for her without relocating, even if that meant a pay cut. The deal was huge; she had some room for negotiation. She also should have asked that her liaison be anyone but Ken (James Spader). That might seem petty, but he had sabotaged her so frequently that it would also simply be practical. If she was happy in Vermont and didn't want to go back to New York, that's great, but I don't think her choice was really all or nothing.
That speech at the end, where she mentions the veterinarian... I know that's supposed to be endearing, but it wasn't a great speech and just made her look goofy; she had her kissing scenes for that! I agree with the movies overall point about work-life balance and giving women options, but that takes smarter planning than she was doing. It's not like they were refuting capitalism.
Of course, the woman who -- demoted in the midst of a crisis -- instead of regrouping and finding a new job, sunk all of her assets into an isolated farmhouse with no experience of country life may not be the best planner.
But it's a comedy and so that's expected. I understand that.
More recently I had similar issues with Isn't It Romantic (2019). I mostly enjoyed it, but the ways they chose for showing how Natalie is put upon in the office and then how she asserts herself do not make sense for anyone who has spent time in an office.
It's almost like Hollywood writers are sometimes unrealistic.
Especially about non-entertainment jobs.