So here's what I've done since my last list update:
Watched movies -
Good Dick - listed as a comedy. NOT a comedy. Should have been a comedy. Someone give the script to Kevin Smith and have him make this thing funny.
I'll Be There - much better as What A Girl Wants with Amanda Bines.
Lost In Austen - I wasn't expecting much from this, so it was cute.
Forever Strong - have I told you about my serious love for sports movies? Even sports that I don't care about. Love them. Loved this.
Remember Me - good, received by accident by not keeping track of my Netflix queue
I Hate Valentine's Day - Oh. M. G. I know that my husband thinks Amy Pohler is the worst actress on the face of this earth, but he's never seen Nia Vardoles "act". She really is the worst ever.
Did you Hear about the Morgans - eh, cute
Leap Year - obviously predictable but sweet and ahh, sexy Irish accents.
Reading books:
I am Number Four - fan-freaking-tastic. I loved it. I assume there's a sequel and I can't wait to read it.
My Name is Memory - fascinating look at reincarnation. I loved it, but there's a subplot that is weaved in at the end that I wasn't fond of that lends itself to a transparent plan for a sequel. I would have much rather it been the straight story without out that subplot.
Life as We knew it - I didn't like the format (written in diary form) and it was depressing - sort of a cross between War of the Worlds and The Road written from the POV of a 16- year old girl.
Other things done:
-- Cut out all recipes that looked good from my two years back issues of Rachael Ray, Bon Appetit, and random other cooking magazines and recycled the rest
-- Took Spencer to the Children's Museum, Chuck E Cheese, and the playground.
-- played many hours of Fallout: New Vegas (but not nearly as much as my fair husband, who has been attached to the computer almost every night)
-- slept in until 9:30 two days in a row! And Spencer didn't tear the house apart!!
-- took good pictures of the boys
-- am on day 3 of keeping Spencer home from daycare and don't want to tear my hair out. yet. (We get one free week a year, and since Henry won't be eligible this year and I'm not taking any of the holidays off, I thought I'd keep him home for my last full week before going back to work)
I have officially done everything on my list except the working out and I've come up with a plan to start working out when I go back to work. I work on the third floor, and the coffee machine is on the sixth floor. I plan on doing stairs to get to my desk and to get to the coffee. I need to get a pair of flats that I can stick in my purse for this use (I'm thinking of getting a pair of City Flats). Once I start getting use to all those stairs, I'll work on adding to my regiment.
Other quick things:
We went to a Halloween party on Saturday, and this year I was the one that got sick. Before that, so much fun! Evidently taking jello shots every time the tray was passed was not such a good idea. But my hubby got me home in one piece, and I woke up on Sunday sans hangover.
Here's us before drunkenness set in:
I don't have any plans for the rest of the week except to maybe bust out the Wii with Spencer and see if he likes it, enjoy every smile and laugh the Henry graces me with and try to speak in normal volumes and lengthen my fuse. And maybe I'll blog.
