Movies and The Easter Bunny

I have been a movie watching fool as of late. . .as much as I enjoy going to the theater to watch a movie, the price for admission, snacks and the like make me faint of heart, so I wait until it comes out on one of the movie channels. After getting Netflix I started to catch up on some of the movies I had wanted to see.

Love and Other Drugs was a great movie. In true chick flick tradition, it has the boy meets girl, boy pursues girl theme but with an added dimension. While it may be fluff to the guys out there, it shows that true love does conquer all even when dealing with a major lifelong illness. It also has some naughty scenes that left me even a little red in the face.

Life as We Know It was another on my list of movies to watch at some point. I got a bit misty eyed towards the end but overall, a cute movie that might make some of my friends think long and hard as to who they would leave their kid(s) with should something ever happen to them. And for us girls with the penchant for wanting to tame the bad boy, I am sure this movie will go down as one that can give false hope into taming the beast.

The Wild and Wonderful Whites of West Virginia,  a documentary executive produced by Johnny Knoxville (it makes all the more sense now!) that was recommended to me. I remember in college and shortly after college, Sonia loved to share with people that I was from Deliverance Country. Thank goodness it was always in jest and that I don’t have family members that even remotely resemble this wild crew. I lost track of how each family member was related but it didn’t matter. This is a group that I would never want to meet in a dark alley. Also, I think the eight year old boy in this particular documentary might be willing to knife someone if the mood strikes.

Easy A, I have been wanting to see this one for quite some time. In a nod to The Scarlett Letter, the film’s star, Emma Stone, rocks it out. Her family is cool and if I had a teen daughter, I would make sure she watched this one. It also has one of my favorite actors, Stanley Tucci, who as usual, is divine. Funny, good message and a nod to my 80s Brat Pack movies. Swoon. . .

And yes, I am 37 years old and I still get an Easter basket of sorts. This year I got my always reliable Reeses Peanut Butter eggs (so not good for the weight loss!), gas for the car and some yummy food from EarthFare. Of course, I am thinking my mom was stressing out at what can be an overpriced trip to the grocery but I got lucky today. Of course I was a bit surprised that Target was closed (that was my intended stop) but I think I got the better deal in the end. Grapes, blood oranges, apples and milk. Yum. Thank you mom and dad for springing for the goodies. I can’t wait to cut into my blood orange. Something that I used to only find at Whole Foods when I lived in Nashville.

Happy Easter to everyone, it is a day where we can remember that Jesus came back after dying for our sins. Which is nice since I know I regularly screw up that the big man and some very special angels are always on the lookout for me.


What you see is what you get; I am a Nashville girl who is single, again. I use the blog to get my inner, tortured, wanna be writer angst out. One day I just may write a book. I have been stumbling through life for 43 years now, I love to cook, read and figure out more embarrassing ways I can either harm myself (thank you hula hoop of 2010 and the case of the thrown back) or just prove how inept I am at household chores and dieting. The people you read about on here are real but most have had their names changed to protect the innocent and not so innocent. And I really should make a list of them so I can remember! Enjoy, read, mock, laugh and comment, it really isn't difficult. Plus, I would prefer reading comments from real people as opposed to the weird spam comments I keep getting. Plus, I will always find the hardest path to follow and take that one, why would anyone want to take the easy way?!

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