Watched Jared Padalecki in "Thomas Kinkade's Christmas Cottage" last night. (Yes, I realize it's June. Still, it's almost six months exactly from Christmas, so I figured I was justified.) Very cute, fun to watch, and tugs on the heartstrings--oh wait, you meant the movie? Right, right, the plot. Um, there was one, but I kept getting distracted by the Padapuppy's big smile and soupy eyes. Okay, fine, besides him, the movie was good, but I'm a sucker for Christmas movies of almost any sort. Give me people walking around in a small snowy town, all bundled up with beanies and scarves, and I'm set. Plus, Jared is adorable.
Almost finished with C.S. Lewis's "Till We Have Faces". I've always heard it's a book I should read, so I finally got down to it. The cover of the book is very cool (I've got the one with what looks like Cupid/angel/boy with wings coming down from the sky). I get so distracted by the feathers. The writing style is very different from what I've read of Lewis in his other fiction works (Narnia, Screwtape, Hideous Strength), and I thought it was neat that he was able to write from the female perspective so well. The book is slightly depressing, but thought-provoking. Makes me look at my relationships in a new light. All in all, I'm glad to have (almost) read it, and I'm sure it's one I'll turn to again. I appreciate the questions it's brought up and the lessons it's marked out, but it's not a book that I'll turn to for some light reading in the future. Like most Lewis books, it's one that I'll open up if I need some guidance.