The Little Woman

Sharon asked why the statue of Nefertari was so small in comparison to her husband, Rameses II. Please, do I really have to answer that? She's a woman, of course. And in this case, she really is "the little woman." Very rare was the woman who actually had power, like Hatshepsut.

Which is not to say that Rameses II didn't love Nefertari. He actually built a temple for her (as well as the goddess Hathor), which is now located in Abu Simbel along with his Great Temple. She is depicted in the two statues on the right - just about the same size as her husband (I think that's him next to her). But that was pretty rare for a Pharoah to do - to build a temple for his wife.

Which is not to say you don't see some accurate representations. The Luxor Museum had a beautiful, small statue of a man (a pharoah?) and woman, the same size, with their arms holding one another.

And this is King Tut depicted with his wife whats-her-name from the Luxor Temple.

I have seen a string of disappointing movies. I love romantic comedies, I do. But can someone make a good one please?

Saw "Must Love Dogs" with Diane Lane and my beloved John Cusack. It was a cookie cutter movie. Here, move this piece here and that one there and oh wouldn't this be cute. Unbelievable character actions. Sigh. Diane Lane looks wonderful and human, but something scary has happened to Stockard Channing. Is that a botox forehead? Creepy. But please tell me why the funny, fabulous Elizabeth Perkins isn't starring in movies. She was the most entertaining thing about this one.

"Corpse Bride" was okay. I wanted to like it way more than I did. Certainly looked gorgeous. I like Danny Elfman's music, but hate the talking-singing songs.

"Wimbledon" was merely okay. Didn't hurt to watch it, but wasn't very funny, moving, gripping, anything. Blah. Now maybe if it had been made many years ago with Hugh Grant, that would have been a different story.

I've been in a post-holiday letdown mood. Forced myself out of the house on Thursday. Some of my quilting friends are thinking about making crazy quilts. When I saw the bag of silks and velvets that a mutual friend (who lived in Malaysia and loves purple) had donated to the cause I decided I was in. Had to get some of that beautiful stuff.

Doubt I'll make a traditional crazy quilt. My incredibly creative, yet still blogless, friend Rachael mentioned something a ways back about mixing together crazy quilting with crusties. Now that is intruiguing and appealing. I actually have some ideas, just can't decide if I should do the applique first, so that I can cut out the underneath fabric, or put the whole sandwich together first and applique on the top of that. Decisions.

Lily is nuts again. She's been leaping onto my back at the slightest opportunity. If I lean down to pick something up off the floor, bam, there she is. That's not so bad and I'm kind of expecting it lately. But when she jumps onto my back while I'm standing upright - aiyeee. I started shrieking on the phone yesterday. Luckily I'd been telling my sweetie earlier in the morning that we had a Leaping Lily so he didn't panic. Just paused a moment and said "Lily." When it happened again that afternoon he didn't even pause, just kept on talking while I was squealing.