So, we had the Academy Awards. Feh. Any hope of investment I might have had was quashed when Where the Wild Things Are, hands down the best non-obscure film of 2009, failed to get a single nomination. Not even for costumes.

Academy, I revile you.

On the other hand, any day that James Cameron does not win Best Director is a good day for me. And since it takes him 3-4 years to heave one of his teeming leviathans from the depths, I’m probably safe for another few Oscar ceremonies.

In other news, when I rousted myself from the four-hour reclinathon that is Watching the Oscars, I discovered a rather fetchingly dewy version of myself in the mirror. My hair had greased itself into a perfect sort of fashion-do, and my skin had a rosy glow.

M: Hey, Sweetie. I look kind of cute right now.

J: Um, you always look cute.

M: Okay, no. That is the opposite of true.

J: No, really.

M: No, really, YOU. I’m having a moment.

J: Hmm.

M: Look at me. I don’t get it, but I’m glowing.

J: You’re always glowing.

M: Oh my God! I’m having a glowment! That’s what this is!

J: [Chuckling.]

M: That is a very good word I just made up.

J: That is a very good word.

M: You know, word coinage is not the easiest job on the planet. I really scored with this one.

J: Yeah.

M: I could, like, market it. For a facial cream or something.

J: [Groan.]

M: Okay, yeah. Maybe we should just keep it to ourselves.

2 Responses to “Glowment”

  1. Liza says:

    I like that word. You made me smile.

  2. admin says:

    Liza, you are a champion commenter. 🙂

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