I've been flying under the radar the last couple weeks, for reasons I will not get into on this ol' blog. But I think I'm clawing my way out of the sadness and yesterday I made my way to the movie theatre for a solo double feature.
I love double features.
But yesterday I felt a little bit seasick as I walked out of the theatre. I watched The Impossible first. So, so, so good. Also, I cried in it. More than once. It was the perfect movie to see alone because I didn't feel overly embarrassed because of my tears. And you guys, I rarely (if ever) cry at the movies. But that movie makes you feel real emotions.
Then I saw The Life of Pi. I wanted to like it, I really did. But I kind of hated it. I secretly wanted the tiger to start talking half way through the movie (spoiler alert-it doesn't) because I was so over it. I almost walked out, but I had nothing better to do with my day. So I stayed. And it ended and I left as soon as I could. I mean, I could appreciate some of it, but not all of it. I think lots of people might judge me for this confession, but I can take it.
Also, I went to Bear Lake last weekend with my favorites. The weekend included lots of movies, naps, a fist fight over pizza rolls, a snow angel, and candy. Lots of candy. It was perfect.
(I stole this pic from Katie, but she'll deal.)
And I'm still confused over my feelings for Ray Lewis.
I am not confused over my feelings for Joe Biden.