Sleepy Monday.

Last night, at around midnight, Jane (my dog) had a seizure. She began having them about 2 years ago. Had one a month for 3 months, and that seemed to be the end of it. It was terrifying. She gets this blank look on her face and holds her head in a totally unnatural position, and then goes rigid. Marcellino had just come home when it began, and he was great. I swear, if you can manage to get through to her and she knows you're there, she relaxes a little more and the seizure is quick and she recovers faster.

The doctor said there really isn't any explanation for it, and sometimes it happens to a dog once and never again, and others have these 3 and 4 times a week. Jane is in the middle. We don't want to put a 15 year old dog through an MRI, so we'll just deal with it, but God, I really hope it doesn't happen again. The medication they give you for it makes the dog so lethargic and miserable that it isn't worth it. She and I will take a rough night every once in a while that have her living a sub standard life everyday. I guess she has a mild form of epilepsy. I wish I knew what triggers these.

Anyway, she's fine now and was begging her papa for breakfast this morning. I'm wiped out (I better get used to these late night sessions! The baby will have plans of his own I'm sure!)

I saw a really good movie the other night - "Pinky". Directed by Elia Kazan. I'm surprised I've never seen it before. Jeanne Crain plays a light skinned black woman who passes as white. (Well, duh! It's Jeanne Crain, white movie star). But the topics and attitudes were really intense for a 1949 film and it's well worth seeing. Ethel Waters gave a beautifully understated performance as the girl's grandmother. It's worth seeing the film just for her. And Ethel Barrymore is just great too.

Last night I attempted to watch The Amityville Horror. Whew. That was bad. Ryan Reynolds is cute, but he just couldn't save this. It was AWFUL. I like scary movies. Unfortunately, my husband gets very afraid and asks like a fruitcake when we watch them. Mostly I have to a watch them by myself. Forget it, when I put on "The Exorcism Of Emily Rose", he suddenly found all these things he had to do! It was hysterical. Everytime I want him to do something around the apartment, I should pop on a horror flick!

Enough out of me for now.