Friday, February 1, 2013

uptown boys

Well, Jerry's orthopedic doctor gave him the okay to mostly go off the scooter.  His foot is still a ways from being healed, though, so he wears that boot and limps around like Chester on Gunsmoke.  My fear, of course, is that he will push himself too hard and give his recovery a setback.

Last night, we ventured to the Uptown neighborhood of Minneapolis, Jerry hobbling next to me on frozen sidewalks, and went to the recently renovated Uptown Theater, where we saw the French movie, Amour, which still has me pondering the meaning of aging and physical deterioration.  It's my eighth of the nine Oscar-nominated films this year, and I'm still struggling with how I want to rank them.  They're all good.  One to go.

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