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

Friday, July 15, 2011

Round Two

While I waited for the movie to start last night, I learned that Cartoon Network is releasing a new Thundercats series. I used to LOVE that show! I think I've written about my love for those kitty cats before.

Also, Ginnifer Goodwyn and Christina Ricci are both in new series for ABC? I'd say that American Broadcasting Company is stepping up their game. I've been hoping for the return of good writing to primetime for awhile. I'm done being stuck with the fallout of the writer's strike. (See: crappy reality tv, and too many musical montages in anything with a written script.)






And finally, I'm sitting here waiting for round two to start. Creed didn't want to come with us last night because he wanted me to prescreen HP7pt2 so that I could tell him when to close his eyes.






Today I am in costume.

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Bittersweet End of an Era



Me: I just need to quickly blog about what we are doing. Hang on.

Him: (mockingly) Blog? Really mom?

Me: Yes. My readers are all wondering what we are up to!

Him: Do you mean grandma and Sara?

Touché, young man. Touché.

To be fair, I also meant him and his siblings and their offspring.

And you, of course!
Here we are, all settled into our good seats for our three hour wait. We both have books and Coke.

See you on the other side, muggles!!!

(I can't believe I'm not in costume. MAJOR FAIL. At least I carry with me the knowledge that I was sorted by the actual real life sorting hat. Gryffindor, in case you were wondering.)

Monday, February 7, 2011

I LOVE Spending time with my Sister

"Why would ANYONE live in Iowa?" she asked as we met up in the sub zero temperatures outside the Des Moines airport.

"G-g-g-good q-q-question," I replied as we loaded her things into the car.

"You should have told me to bring Little Nicky, Liz. It's freezing here."

She was right. Little Nicky is what we call her ankle length puffy down coat and she desperately needed that thing while she was here.

Oh, well. She was here, even if she was cold.

The first night she was here, we went to the movies. It was a Tuesday, so we had to take advantage of Stimulus Tuesday. Of course, the popcorn was to be our dinner, so we had to skip the dollar bag and go for the big one. I don't know what people do who don't go to the movies. We saw Country Strong and it was exactly what we expected.

Sara was a good luck charm during the month of January. Everywhere we went, we had great parking. It was magical. I took her to the mall on a Friday night and introduced her to the phenomenon of the Junior High School Students who Hang Out at The Mall.
Here is a terrible picture of Grant and me on my bed. Not a terrible picture of Grant. Just a bad photo.
This is what Sara looks like when she travels with Grant. The carseat is hooked to her backpack with a carabiner. You should know that Sara never stops smiling. She is the happiest, most optimistic person I know.

I didn't tell you about the guy that wanted to fight Robert at the gas station while she was here, the copious amount of calories and fat that was cooked and consumed, and the laundry that didn't even get a glance for two weeks.

Seriously, she saved January.