But I can't think of one...
Which doesn't bode well for the rest of this post.
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The Great Gatsby opened this weekend.
Iron Man 3 opened last weekend.
So Sandra and I went to see Oblivion this weekend.
There were 6 of us in the theater. Total.
And I didn't have a blessed clue what was going on.
Confused and mostly not entertained throughout the entire 3 hours.
It was a good thing that my kids were at my house when I got home because Clint and Max had just seen it and they loved it. (OF COURSE THEY DID. I am the complete opposite of my children.) They patiently explained the premise to me; "It's exactly like Wall-E, mom."
Which actually did straighten things out for me.
But still.
I prefer dialogue.
Conversation and relationships over action and special effects any day. Every day.
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The boys were back in town because they had a road trip planned for Saturday and my place was the meeting spot.
Everyone was staying for night (they arrived around midnight) and they planned to leave before 8 am for Seattle.
When I went to bed at 3, they were all still up.
This morning, it was after 11 am when I placed my hands on the front end of Max's truck and said a quick prayer for safety and protection as he backed out of the driveway. The three people I love the most in the whole entire world are hanging out together today, and it just makes me smile.
Their destination?
$10 entrance fee and then play until your wrists get sore or they close. Whichever comes first.
Max's heaven will have pinball machines. Old ones. From the '80's.
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(That was written on Saturday evening.)
It's now Sunday night.
And Mother's Day is over. Yay.
I'm not a fan.
Hate these sorts of days when people are forced to express emotions that they may or may not be feeling. It's just so awkward.
I'm becoming a bit of a scrooge, aren't I?
I disappointment myself sometimes.
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Three things I'm thankful for:
1. Saturday's unexpected sunshine.
2. Unexpected sweet card and gift from Danica.
3. Lilacs. From my sister.
4. Conversation with my mom.
5. The women in my life.
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