..I dunno, it's a slippery slope upward to a Mochacino? OK, OK, let's just get it out in the open. I have a confession. Tonight I went to see Billy T te Movie. That's not the confession. Apart from wishing me & my friend Bron were actually in the other theatre with the Softball club fundraising ropu, rather than the theatre with not a Maori in sight apart from me (& accidentally half of Brons workmates from the Council), the movie was ridiculously hilarious. Still not the confession. The theatre audience was a bit dry - the movie was not. We half expected someone to turn around & tell us to stop laughing, that it was inappropriate. It's not the first time I've been in the wrong theatre audience during a movie. This is still not the confession, in case you're wondering. But, I think I need to get that out of the way now so as not to build it up any further. It's nothing much really. It started so simply. Foolishly believing I could have a mochacino. But, before my mind had even registered I'd downed the jaffa & marshmellow on the side of the plate! Once it occurred to me what I'd done & I realised I'd crossed The Line, no longer living below it, it was really only a matter of time before I purchased the icecream. There it is! I have backslidden, or upwardly slidden as the case may be. Doing this is hard on your own. I'm gonna try & Live below the Line again next week Mon - Fri & steal other peoples great menu's & be better prepared & stay away from my friends & not go out anywhere & really feel hunger & deny myself instead of trying to rationalise a cup of coffee. I'm sorry to all the children & people starving in the world, I'm sorry I slide upward everyday of my life & I don't think about you or make poverty personal. I'm gonna read Ash's book, "Make Poverty Personal: Taking the Poor as Seriously as the Bible Does" & hopefully it will give me some perspective again. But just so you know, my final confession. I am going to see Te Movie again & this time I'll be more choosey about my audience & I probably won't even bother with an icecream
A 40-something womans pontifications of journeys lived, started, and still yet to begin
Thursday, 25 August 2011
Whaddaya get when you cross a hungry Maori with a night at the Movies?
..I dunno, it's a slippery slope upward to a Mochacino? OK, OK, let's just get it out in the open. I have a confession. Tonight I went to see Billy T te Movie. That's not the confession. Apart from wishing me & my friend Bron were actually in the other theatre with the Softball club fundraising ropu, rather than the theatre with not a Maori in sight apart from me (& accidentally half of Brons workmates from the Council), the movie was ridiculously hilarious. Still not the confession. The theatre audience was a bit dry - the movie was not. We half expected someone to turn around & tell us to stop laughing, that it was inappropriate. It's not the first time I've been in the wrong theatre audience during a movie. This is still not the confession, in case you're wondering. But, I think I need to get that out of the way now so as not to build it up any further. It's nothing much really. It started so simply. Foolishly believing I could have a mochacino. But, before my mind had even registered I'd downed the jaffa & marshmellow on the side of the plate! Once it occurred to me what I'd done & I realised I'd crossed The Line, no longer living below it, it was really only a matter of time before I purchased the icecream. There it is! I have backslidden, or upwardly slidden as the case may be. Doing this is hard on your own. I'm gonna try & Live below the Line again next week Mon - Fri & steal other peoples great menu's & be better prepared & stay away from my friends & not go out anywhere & really feel hunger & deny myself instead of trying to rationalise a cup of coffee. I'm sorry to all the children & people starving in the world, I'm sorry I slide upward everyday of my life & I don't think about you or make poverty personal. I'm gonna read Ash's book, "Make Poverty Personal: Taking the Poor as Seriously as the Bible Does" & hopefully it will give me some perspective again. But just so you know, my final confession. I am going to see Te Movie again & this time I'll be more choosey about my audience & I probably won't even bother with an icecream
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