I don't want to. Milk... yuck... not unless I can have it in my Nonfat Cafe Latte. Fruit... hmmm apple pie... does that count? Veggies... ok I can handle that. Maybe I should just exercise more. Get your pyramid here.
I don't do movie critiques but here I digress. Four of us red hatters opted to go to the movies instead of shopping this weekend. I know, that's hard to believe. Anyway, we ended up seeing "In Her Shoes." This movie has an average rating of "B". That's OK. I would probably give it a comparable grade.
Here's the scoop. I don't cry at movies. I never cry at movies. I don't even take tissues to the movies (unless I have a cold which I happen to have had this weekend). Half way into the movies, the sniffles begin. I look at my neighbor. "It's just my cold," I whisper. She has her tissues out. She hands one my direction and sends the package off to the other two on her right. She offers them to the sniffling ladies behind us. Allright already. So I cried. All four of us cried. Two or three tissues later, we laughed so hard we cried again.
My take on it... go see the movie and find out for yourself.
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Yep... grandma is still being mom to 2 1/2 year old. What a week. I totally sympathize with fulltime working moms now. Ooooo and that daycare is expensive...ouch there goes my play money. Oh well.
I must say I was so tired yesterday that when I went to get my haircut, the hairdresser asks me, "what side do you part your hair on," and I couldn't even tell her. Fortunately I did manage to stay awake long enough to avoid purple highlights and spikes (she wouldn't really do that would she?).
Confession... some of us red hatters been following Tom Rigney around the bay area. Can't get enough of that music. Hey, I may be playing Mom but I still get a break right? So here I am out last nite with 3 red hatter friends. We were incognito...i.e. not wearing red hats. Halfway through the evening, Tom looks over at us and says, "hey where are the red hats?" Oh my... we have been noticed! Next time we are going in full regalia. Watch out Tom!
What happened to the knitting? Well let's just say there are two shawls on the needles and yes I did buy some lovely silk yarn in Anacortes for yet another shawl... that one is not on the needles yet. As long as I am taking on the toddler it looks like these shawls will remain on the needles for a long long time. Oh well.