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OR you can get sometimes get tickets to see a MOVIE.
::waves at the crickets::
But. It's about my life...AS A MOM! and even if you aren't a mom you'll probably think it's just as hilarious except for different reasons.
I'll be laughing like, oh my gosh, this is just how it is - if you don't laugh you'll cry!
Non-moms'll be like, this is funny.
Movie, I have high hopes. I want you to make me laugh until I cry because the last movie I saw can't even be called a movie. It was a documentary/film discussion for Resurrect Dead: They Mystery of the Toynbee Tiles. WHICH was a very important film to me because I have been photographing and dreaming about the meaning behind those street tiles for years. It's OK to click the link; I don't expect many people to know. One of those quirky things. It's on Netflix now.
Before that Brandon and I tried to go see Hunger Games for months but couldn't line up a sitter. FOR MONTHS. ...until we bought it on Amazon and disliked it. It's on Netflix now, too.
The only other movie I've seen recently was nearly four years ago: Tim Burton's Alice in Wonderland when I visited Brandon in Memphis.
...yeah. So my ticket came via e-mail after I'd pressed refresh for like a half hour then walked away thinking it was something personal.
Fist bumps in Kayla Aimee's general direction for letting me know about the event! Visit her. She makes me laugh-cry sometimes, too.
Here is the preview. THAT'S SEAN ASTIN! and the chick from Grey's Anatomy...and no, I didn't have to write anything. I just felt like it (remember, that's my new thing).