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somehow got tricked into watching the movie The Bodyguard this weekend by Dave, which surprised me, seeing as it really should be classified as a chick-flick and he is SO not into those! Anyway, I had made it all this time without ever watching it. I mean, come on, there's a reason for that. Subconsciously, I knew it was a lot of crap rolled into a 2-hour delivery. But I wasn't fully prepared for just how bad it actually was.
I think the premise of Whitney Houston (the worst actress ever, or pretty darn close) playing a character who was receiving an Oscar for Best Actress was so unbelievably ridiculous that the movie was ruined right there. Shouldn't the director have realized this and changed the script accordingly? Make her a singer receiving a Grammy...I'll buy it. The horrendous acting wouldn't have been so obvious. It's like trying to shoot a film about Paris in Tijuana. By the end of the movie...no, wait, that's a lie...by the middle of the movie, I wanted the bad guy to kill her and end the suffering for all of us.
And really, can you now watch anything with Whitney in it without hearing her yell "Bob-bay!!!!!!" I surely can't.
The Bodyguard...two hours of the worst crap you'll ever witness on film.
Okay, it's a blog I'm in love with...but it got your attention, right? I have recently discovered Smitten Kitchen. I was searching for a fried chicken recipe this weekend and stumbled across this fabulous site! And I do mean fabulous. It's like porn for foodies. The author was featured on Martha Stewart's show on blogs in mid-September. She blogs 2-3 times a week with great recipes and ideas. Even if you don't cook, the photos are sumptuous. Reading the blog has awakened the foodie in me that apparently fell asleep a few months ago.
So I know I've been quiet for a while now, but I guess I don't have anything I need to say. I've kept myself busy, even though I'm not working right now. But not so busy that I can't keep up with the blog. It's amazing how important stupid things become when you no longer have truly important things happening. Today, I ran out of butter. And then I forgot to call Dave and have him get some on the way home. When he got home and I realized what I hadn't done, I acted like it was the end of the world. Drama over freaking butter!
I hate not working. I feel sluggish and dull. I feel unimportant and lazy. Most importantly, I feel like I'm not contributing, and that totally sucks. I'm praying that a door will open for me and I can find a job that will be fulfilling. Because I honestly cannot stand this inactivity!
I love unseasonably warm days. And today was so fabulous! I spent the day with Dave at the golf course. I even pitched in and took the ball-picker out to clear the driving range. I love it when the guys on the range aim at me. Most of them can't hit the broad side of a barn, so just imagine them aiming for a MOVING target!
I know cold weather is coming, but I am just enjoying this for now. It reminds me of a Christmas Eve some years back...I think I was in junior high...and it was 70 degrees. We drove to my grandparents' house with the windows down. It reminds to just get out and enjoy the day because who knows what tomorrow will bring.
I'm off to enjoy the sunset.
