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Two Movies!


I can't believe that despite being a very busy mother of five, my husband and I managed to sneaked two movies today. At home, on DVD. I don't think I can watch two movies in the theater back to back. I'd probably go blind or my head will ache horribly.

We watched THE NUMBER 23 with Jim Carrey. It's a very neat plot. I actually like it, and it wasn't as scary as I thought it would be. Not like EVENT HORIZON, which to this day still gives me the willies. It wasn't very predictable. It was still surprising to find out whodunnit.

The second movie was NANNY MCPHEE. I only rented it because I am in my Colin Firth phase. He's just so delicious in Pride and Prejudice, I had to see him again. Bridget Jones series is out of the question because I have seen it too many times! Nanny McPhee was a fun movie to watch. The scenery and the set were so pleasant to see. I don't even mind the ugly face of Nanny McPhee. She's rather ugly.

I do not usually complain because I like the movie just find, but do they have to pair Colin Firth with an infant? I mean, I know it's Fairy Tale and all, but she's practically a baby! That said, the whole movie was fun and worth stopping 2 hours of my life to watch.

Bottom line, DH and I got to have our date, even if it's in our house.

Fabulous, Darling!

It seems anti-climactic for me to proclaim right off that I had an outstanding evening. I did. My husband took me out to dinner and then a movie. I had a beautiful morning and afternoon too. I get such a kick watching my 11 months successfully whisking off his diapers. DS4 was so happy go be allowed to go nekkid for a whole 2 hours. He peed twice on my floor, and went right on walking with whatever business he's got going. I can't believe he's going to be one year old in less than two weeks!

DS3 kept complaining to me that DS4 was nekkid. Ha! As if he had never done it when he was a whole lot younger! I played online Backgammon too. I am so ashamed to admit that a day hasn't passed by in which I didn't sneak in a game or two or twenty. What's to become of me now that I am thoroughly corrupt?

I used to be vice-free except for my infernal obsession with books. However, the almost-death experience with the last L&D glued me to the tubes. I used to pretend to sit with my husband while he watches TV. I would read my books or knit or crochet. Now, I am well-versed in shows such as House, M.D., Grey's Anatomy, Desperate Housewives, CSI, CSI Miami, Gilmore Girls…and I should really stop listing. All those times I spent watching TV when I could have been catching up on all those wonderful books I've yet to read and re-read!

Then at 10PM, we shanghaied my Mama and lit out of the house so fast, I think I skipped in my 3-inch heels. I will have to think of something nice for my mother. I have such a wonderful mother that my own daughter made me promise that I'll be the kind of Lola that my mother is to her. DH and I haven't been out to a movie in days! The last movie we saw was a fantastic contrast for Music and Lyrics. That was a love-story-musical while Frank Miller's 300 is blood-bath-epic full of luscious naked men. I am sorry if I don't get the history of it all. That is just too much to ask when...didn't I just mention naked men? Yeah, yeah, they're wearing leather undies...but really, they're naked and caped! OMG, what's with caped-underwear-clod men? Superman Return for example.


Let me just say that this movie? Ripped and nippled (is there such a word?)! I kid you not. For a second there, I thought they might be wearing a nipple extender. The oracle did a wonderful, seductive, demon-possession dance. My skin crawled when that gross-looking old man put his lips on her skin. Yikes. I sure hope he's lovely underneath those fugly make-ups.

Is it just me was Xerxes gay? I mean, I know they can switch back and forth, silahis, we call it in my dialect, in that time period. Wasn't that why it was so hilarious in Saturday Night Live when they made that joke about the "sea men entering the rear" skit?. I just have a feeling that Xerxes might be far from effete. If he'd won that many battle and commanded that many men. What's with Alexander the movie played by Colin Farrel guy? They're all slightly build, very womanish-man. I'd have thought someone that powerful would be manly and strong. No offense to my gay readers ok? We're just talking build here of some of most powerful men in the army.

Frank Miller's Sin City was one of its kind, and this was too. I thought that it wasn't well-done of him to shroud the whole film dark like that because it gets it the way of my ogling. Honestly, I cannot see a pot-bellied man in there. Surreal!

I think this one is NOT to be missed if only to ogle Gerard Butler. What else can I say, except that man is beautiful naked!
OK, I have to go to Netflix now and rent all other Gerard Butler movies. I mean, seriously, no one can expect me to do anything less.

Feels Deja Vu All Over Again

Around noon today, the kids were all quiet and content to either read, play some computer games, or just playing with a toy. I feel great because my floors are clean.

It's specially great because it's like a personal accomplishment. I. Did. It. Myself. I could have hired my usual cleaning lady to do it for me, but the last one did me in so bad, I haven't recovered yet. I felt like my personal space and privacy has been thoroughly raped violated.

My darling husband took the three older kids with him this morning. They're all dressed up and looking beautiful. I, on the other hand, felt like an absolute crap. My baby had marathon cough last night, stuffy nose, and was generally cranky. Not to mentioned I was wearing eu-de-barf-n-snot. Not mine, the baby.

Did I also mentioned that my baby took an Anti-Histamine and end up with hives? Yep. Lovely!

So, I have my two younger kids at home all; morning. DS3 was in fine form. He's singing and was literally skipping around the house with a song under his breath. That was perfectly fine with me. Since I can't really do much of anything, I decided to veg out on my couch with a book and a baby. I am currently reading THE SHERBROOKE BRIDE by Catherine Coulter aka, the book that I can find on the spot I was stuck in. Great book. Great sex scenes. Who knows they can be so playful care-free in 1803? Take for example:
...Douglas went mad. His hands were all over her, everywhere he could reach, and he was pleased she was small and that his hands spanned her belly and at the same time his fingers were delving through the dark red hair that covered her woman's mound and she was wet ...His tongue was hot and wet and all she could think of was "Oh my God, something is going to happen to me!"...and she shuddered and she cried out...
Well, it does make for a nice reading between drying barfs and wiping runny nose.

When my baby finally slept, I was a whirling dervish with the laundry, the floors and the beds. Ninety minutes later, I had washed two floors, and had a nice shower. So when my DH and kids came home, I was all nice and pleasant. It's not so much that I am unpleasant when my floors gets sticky (and they're bound to get sticky with 5 kids in the house, all juice-addict!). I just get bent out of shape. It's my inner OCD. Not that I have OCD, but if I have, it will be manifesting on my floors. I come from a long line of women who washed their floors regularly.

The only problem with this lineage is that those other women in my family had household help galore to do their bidding. Or more like Household staff.

When DH suggest movie, I was out of the house and into the car before he could finish the sentence. Yeah, I have my baby with me. He's young enough to sleep through action films.

At the movie, DH and I get to hold hands and enjoy just being together. I had to stand and dance my baby five times before he went to sleep. DH would have done it, but DS4 prefers me. The movie date was great! Denzel Washington was fantastic to watch in Deja Vu.

Later on, DH was explaining concepts of time travel which I never got. I'd have to ask him to post it. It was neat except I get bogged down on one detail and can't get past it.

Night out

Some things are just hard to pin down. Others defy description. When it's Monday, and I get to go out on a date with my husband, it's always a good day! My Mama offered to babysit for me, so my husband and I went out for dinner and a movie. I had a hard time coming up with a title for this post.

We went to see HOLLYWOODLAND, not my first choice, but we were late shaking our butts. Adrien Brody is really good as a detective trying to find out if Superman in the form of George Reeves was murdered or not. Ben Affleck played George Reeves. I do not think his character is related to Christopher Reeves. Diane Lane played Affleck's girl in this movie. Could this woman be any more gorgeous? She's hot!

In case you misunderstood me, I usually rate the actors by how they look first of all, then how they act. I was thinking that Adrien Brody looks weird somehow, but he can act. I might go back and rent his other movies. I think this picture better. I googled this picture.

I am not familiar with the real case, but the movie did a good job of presenting its case. I am now convince that....ops. I guess I shouldn't give the whole freaking plot away. What am I, movie reviewer? I just wanted to write about a wonderful evening out.

We took the baby with us because he was awake and cooing. How could I leave behind a cooing baby, even if I wanted to have romantic evening with my husband? We managed somehow. We went to chilis. They have yummy food. And I get to burn some calories trying to hold on to a squigling almost 19 pounds 5 months old child. I am not at all guilty scarfing down the chocolate dessert because I am already using up the calories. Right?

I get to talk to hubby. After all, as much as my baby wants to dominate the conversation, he really has no words to say. That's always a plus. So hubby and I got to talk and hold hands. Then baby got really sleepy, so we went back home and put him to sleep in his crib...then we tip-toed out of there again.

Can't beat that. A dinner (I didn't have to cook/bake/or mix) date and a movie night out in the arms of a gorgeous man.