My cousin’s wedding was this past weekend (beautiful ceremony, incredibly happy for her) so I was home visiting with family and friends. Before that, my dog had an appointment with her primary vet. The office she goes to is nicer than my doctor’s office. There are slate looking floors and a coffee machine for all the pet parents. She even had a chiropractic adjustment. It was rather bizarre to me, but she immediately stopped dragging her back foot so I will call it money well spent.

Smooshed in between all the wedding festivities and visits was me typing away on my laptop, finishing the first draft of my script. It’s rough. But it’s there. The next step is to take my shoddy word document and turn it into something that looks like a screenplay. This will be finagled somewhere in the midst of rehearsals and line memorization, and planning an epic itinerary for when another cousin makes her first visit to Chicago.

In other news, I finally saw Guardians of the Galaxy. I will admit that, for the first third to half of the movie, I was a little disappointed. This was the movie that I was looking forward to the entire summer and it just wasn’t doing it for me. However, they hit the halfway point and I was there. I ended up loving it. I’d like to see it again just to determine if I was in a weird mood that was keeping me from falling into the movie immediately or if it really was just inconsistent.

I also caught up on Outlander. The wedding episode. Gah. That show really knows how to work the slow burn. And the costuming. And the scenery. And the Jamie.