Now, I'm at home. Hubby's outside working on the swing set. Again. There are no kiddos bringing me toys to play with while I type. No kiddos screaming and giggling in the play room. It's too stinkin' quiet in this house.
I did have a really fun night out with a girlfriend of mine last night. We had dinner at Macaroni Grille and went to see What Happens in Vegas. Hilarious. I had read the bad reviews and didn't expect to like it as much as I did. At one point, between being 31 weeks pregnant and having a full bladder, I think I might have peed on myself I was laughing so hard. But don't tell anyone I said that. Ashton Kutcher is my new hero. SUCH a wonderful actor and so expressive. His facial expressions whether funny or serious are right on the money. Of course, it doesn't hurt that he's a total hottie. But PLEASE get rid of that frat boy/forgot to wash or cut my hair in a year hair do, dude. It ruins the ensemble.
On Thursday night, for Hubby's birthday, he chose to go see the new Indiana Jones movie. I wasn't impressed, but I never was a big fan even in the 80s. It was very reminiscent of the old movies, yet there was something about Harrison Ford, all wrinkled and "grandpa" like that just ruined it for me (and yes, I CAN appreciate a movie that doesn't have a hot guy for a lead role). Granted, there were many references about him being old, but I just didn't think he pulled it off as well. Several times he was running and I thought, WOW, he looks like he's having a little trouble with his hip there) Oh well, I wasn't bored either so I guess that was good.
It's funny how Hubby and I hadn't been to see a movie in over a year and then all of a sudden we see three in 2 weeks. We also went to see Iron Man a couple of weekends ago, which in a nutshell has to be one of the best movies ever made. It.Was.Awesome.The.End.
