Update on the Prius, since I'm sure you all are just dying to know how it's going. No, really, you are.
I love this car. I really do. There are a few things I wish I could change – like the fact that it beeps quite annoyingly when I put it into reverse, but yet it refuses to give me any beeps or flashing lights or *anything* if I accidentally get out of the car with the lights still on. But otherwise this car makes me oh so very happy. Although I fear I have become obsessed with my mpg lately. I used to only use my cruise control if I was on a long stretch of freeway with few cars in sight; now I use it every chance I can get. I used to keep my highway speed at about 10 miles over the speed limit; now I am one of those pathetic little people in the slower lanes, toodling along as a more modest 3 or 4 miles above the speed limit (or even sometimes – gasp – the speed limit itself). And I do this all because the car shows me my average mpg and I so very much want to make that little number go up and up and up.
I know, of course, that I shall likely never see that mythical 55 mpg that the car supposedly gets, because I do mostly freeway driving back and forth to work. But this morning when I got to work my average mpg for this tank of gas sat exactly at 46, which is the highest average we've had on this thing so far. Not, mind you, that that's saying much, since I think we're on perhaps the 4th tank of gas and those previous tanks averaged between 44 and 45. But still, we have already established years ago on this journal that it does not take a lot to excite me. So naturally, knowing that I am now getting 46 miles per gallon has me all giddy. Hey, it's not much, but I take what I can get.
******** Last night we sat down and watched Mystic River. I admit that initially I had absolutely no desire at all to see this movie because I was under the impression that Clint Eastwood was in it, and I loathe Clint Eastwood (or rather, his non-talent as a movie actor, not him personally) with a very deep and abiding passion. But then Richard pointed out that he only directed it and was, in fact, not in the movie at all. Besides, Richard really wanted to see it and it showed up from NetFlix, and I still have two more skeins of yarn to work into that damn afghan I am making and what better place to knit than in front of the television, after all. So we watched it.
I think Richard summed it up quite succinctly when he noted at the end "Well, that certainly won't win the 'Feel Good Movie of the Year' award." It is definitely not a movie to watch when you want to feel light and happy and certain that all is right with the world. But it was very well done, for all that it wasn't exactly cheerful, and I think I might have actually liked it, and I am not just saying that because it did not have Clint Eastwood in it after all.