I happen to be married to an award winning film maker. The Post-Lifers took the prize for Best Short Film at the Mississauga Independent Film Festival. Pretty cool, eh? Sadly, they emailed the producers at 7pm Sunday night to say they were top 3, could/would they be attending the awards ceremony that night? Mr. Lina was tired and watching a movie, not checking email and didn't find out until after it was too late. He replied to apologize and went to their twitter feed to see they won. Honestly, the 10 or so short films I saw Sunday were all great. Good quality of films, these did not look like really low budgets. I don't know what the other two screenings of short films included but the competition was really good based on Short Films C.
I also happen to be given a little award at work for organizing our team event. It means I get to pick a prize from a selection dependent on the type of prize. I struggle picking something every time I get one of these awards. I like some of the kitchen appliances but I don't really have space for a yogurt maker or dehydrator or bread maker. They do have two irons to choose from. I like my iron and it works fine, but every time I consider picking one out just to have a back up. My options are a T Fal Cordless Iron or a Panasonic Cordless Steam Iron. Or maybe a small garment steamer? I like the idea of the steamer but the reviews are pretty brutal. Decisions, decisions...
In the FAIL awards section, I award a fail to plastic bra pieces. Friday night we were at our friends cottage, I stretched a bit and heard a pop. The little plastic hook holding my bra strap and the bra cup together broke. Bah. I am not amused.
My uterus also gets an award for most confusion in 2012. Spotting on Friday was just spotting. So who knows when my period will arrive next. Maybe it's a good thing I'm not seeing the doctor until September, I don't have to worry about the non-period, just rejoice that I didn't have to worry about tampons at a friends cottage.
And last but not least, I seem to have been awarded a summer cold. Every day the symptoms shift a little bit, not so bad to really hold me back but it's pretty annoying. My ears keep feeling like they need to pop and things sound muffled. Today there is a bit of a cough but my nose seems to be in better control. I was going to take a picture of my broken bra yesterday but I just couldn't be bothered. Mr. Lina made up for the "it's purple" by making our dinner, bringing me beverages and dealing with garbage day on his own. I sat and crocheted. He is a very good husband.