Showing posts with label movies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label movies. Show all posts

Monday, November 16, 2009

Monday Night Movie

So normally my Monday night is just me as Brian has class pretty much all evening.  But, due to the interference of a day training class he is taking this week, I got to come home to hubby, dinner and a movie.  Long story made short...

Tuesdays With Morrie on a Monday.  What a great movie!  I have the book and am now so excited to start reading it.  So excited, that I'll be taking a brief break from all the other books that I'm in the middle of to tunnel through it.  Brian and I cried through several parts of it.  I love that I married a man who will cry through a movie with me.  I'm not exactly the touchy-feely-crying type so I'm so glad that I married someone who lets me embrace that side of me on the rare occassion that it comes out.  Morrie makes a person really think... about a lot of things.  For each person, it may be something slightly different.  Watch it or read it and then listen to your little bird. 

Tonight, my little bird told me to go ahead and have another bite of peanut butter fudge (makes me think of my beloved Gram) and to love, kiss, and hold my hubby.  "Love one another or die"...  Someday I'll die, but until then, I better love. 

Monday, September 14, 2009

Patrick Swayze

I'm so sad to hear that Patrick Swayze died today.  Dirty Dancing is my favorite movie and I basically know all the lines by heart - I'm sure I'm not alone there.  Many a college paper was written with Patrick dancing in the background.  I, like many other gals, wanted to be the one dancing with the sweet, sexy, tough guy.  Honestly, it kind of makes me feel wierd that one of my childhood crushes is gone and in the words of Max Kellerman, "It feels like it's all just slipping away..." 

On a separate, but related note: Everytime a celebrity dies, my facebook news feed is filled with RIP messages for that celebrity.  First, that kind of creeps me out - it makes me think of Halloween tombstone decorations and although I know it means rest in peace, it certainly doesn't sound peaceful to me.  Second, I hope he's not resting in peace - I hope he's dancing up a storm in heaven.  So, just as a weird and morbid note, when I die, please don't tell me to RIP.  I have absolutely no intention of doing so and have every hope that God has more plans for my afterlife than resting.