It passed with a B-

I did enjoy it. I laughed out loud a couple of times. It was extremely predictable and yes, there were a few stupid moments, but over all, it was a cute movie. It wasn’t a masterpiece and it wasn’t the best chick-flick in the world…but it was definitely cute.

So, if you want a brainless giggle of a movie, see The Wedding Date.

Next on the list, Must Love Dogs.

It passed with a B-

I did enjoy it. I laughed out loud a couple of times. It was extremely predictable and yes, there were a few stupid moments, but over all, it was a cute movie. It wasn’t a masterpiece and it wasn’t the best chick-flick in the world…but it was definitely cute.

So, if you want a brainless giggle of a movie, see The Wedding Date.

Next on the list, Must Love Dogs.

This is a test

As you know, I worship all things Maria. I do. She’s my CP and one of my dearest friends.

But sometimes, Maria is wrong.

Today, I hope to prove that.

We don’t always see eye to eye when it comes to movies or that whiney Jack from LOST. I keep telling her, when it comes to movies, I’m very easy to please. And I am, for the most part.

Anyway, I rented The Wedding Date today because I know it’s a movie I’ll like. Maria says I’m wrong.

I can’t be wrong. It’s exactly the kinda brainless, fun, predictable, romantic comedy I like.

Right?

It better be. I hate being wrong. LOL

This is a test

As you know, I worship all things Maria. I do. She’s my CP and one of my dearest friends.

But sometimes, Maria is wrong.

Today, I hope to prove that.

We don’t always see eye to eye when it comes to movies or that whiney Jack from LOST. I keep telling her, when it comes to movies, I’m very easy to please. And I am, for the most part.

Anyway, I rented The Wedding Date today because I know it’s a movie I’ll like. Maria says I’m wrong.

I can’t be wrong. It’s exactly the kinda brainless, fun, predictable, romantic comedy I like.

Right?

It better be. I hate being wrong. LOL

Project Sucked-In

It’s a chilly, cloudy Sunday afternoon. I’ve been doing some writing and as always, I have the TV on for background noise. (You would think the kids would provide plenty of ambience for me, huh?) Anyway, Bravo is running a Project Runway marathon and it has completely sucked me in.

I just finished watching the “Lingerie” show. I thought the wrong person was eliminated. I think that Santino dude is a total asshole. He completely sold out his team instead of growing a pair and taking the blame. His team told him he was over-embellishing but he wouldn’t listen. At least Daniel said, “I’m the team lead and I take full responsibility.” Lotta good that did him. B-bye Danny boy.

Now they are designing a dress for Nikki Hilton. There are some gorgeous dresses and some really awful ones, too. I’m curious to see who gets chosen. I love the Jersey dress. It’s beautiful I love the pink swirly dress. (I could NEVER wear it) There is a blue satiny dress that is gorgeous as well.

We’ll see. I hope Santino is gone this time but I think Marla is gone because she all but copied a Chloe dress that Nikki already has.

Anyway. I’m completely hooked. Damn TV

Edited to add: Stupid Santino won the competition. His dress was okay…too top heavy, imo…but it wasn’t ugly. Unfortunately, it seems they think it’s okay to copy another designer in a competition and Marla made it through.

And sadly, Guadalupe was eliminated. (ssshhhhh. don’t tell anyone, but I really liked her dress) *gasp*

Project Sucked-In

It’s a chilly, cloudy Sunday afternoon. I’ve been doing some writing and as always, I have the TV on for background noise. (You would think the kids would provide plenty of ambience for me, huh?) Anyway, Bravo is running a Project Runway marathon and it has completely sucked me in.

I just finished watching the “Lingerie” show. I thought the wrong person was eliminated. I think that Santino dude is a total asshole. He completely sold out his team instead of growing a pair and taking the blame. His team told him he was over-embellishing but he wouldn’t listen. At least Daniel said, “I’m the team lead and I take full responsibility.” Lotta good that did him. B-bye Danny boy.

Now they are designing a dress for Nikki Hilton. There are some gorgeous dresses and some really awful ones, too. I’m curious to see who gets chosen. I love the Jersey dress. It’s beautiful I love the pink swirly dress. (I could NEVER wear it) There is a blue satiny dress that is gorgeous as well.

We’ll see. I hope Santino is gone this time but I think Marla is gone because she all but copied a Chloe dress that Nikki already has.

Anyway. I’m completely hooked. Damn TV

Edited to add: Stupid Santino won the competition. His dress was okay…too top heavy, imo…but it wasn’t ugly. Unfortunately, it seems they think it’s okay to copy another designer in a competition and Marla made it through.

And sadly, Guadalupe was eliminated. (ssshhhhh. don’t tell anyone, but I really liked her dress) *gasp*

Must. Blog. Now.

Well, I’m not sure what I’m going to blog about tonight. I was going to talk about James Frey’s recent debaucle. His “memoir” A Million Little Pieces is possibly more fiction than memoir. I had this catchy little blog title: A Million Pieces of B.S. and I was going to talk about his Larry King interview where he repeatedly says, “I stand behind the essential truth of my book.”

Essential truth?

I thought something was either True or Not. What is “essential truth”? So, can I write a story, include one exaggerated version of a truth that happened in my life and call it a memoir? What if my current work in progress has a scene in it based on something that actually happened to me. Does the essential truth behind that scene qualify my story to be sold as a memoir? Can I take a short cut to publishing my book when I get tired of rejections and relabel my book a memoir so it will sell faster?

But then I decided that the topic was already starting to bore me, so I wouldn’t blog about it afterall. (apparently, I failed that endeaver as I have, so obviously, blogged about Frey’s book.)

I know. I’ll blog about LOST which, THANK ALL THAT’S HOLY, was finally back on tonight. And I have a new love. (Yes, I will always love Sawyer. We were destined for each other. He wants me BAD. ) But tonight, I fell in love with Mr. Eko. There is a lot to say about the strong and silent type. Is he a good man? Yes. I think so. Has he done some bad things. Absolutely, yes. (Hmm. so has Sawyer come to think of it. There is a pattern to my attraction, apparently.) He’s sexy and tonight, he was beautiful. I loved his backstory. When he cremated his brother, my heart broke. I like him and I can’t wait to know more about him.

Must. Blog. Now.

Well, I’m not sure what I’m going to blog about tonight. I was going to talk about James Frey’s recent debaucle. His “memoir” A Million Little Pieces is possibly more fiction than memoir. I had this catchy little blog title: A Million Pieces of B.S. and I was going to talk about his Larry King interview where he repeatedly says, “I stand behind the essential truth of my book.”

Essential truth?

I thought something was either True or Not. What is “essential truth”? So, can I write a story, include one exaggerated version of a truth that happened in my life and call it a memoir? What if my current work in progress has a scene in it based on something that actually happened to me. Does the essential truth behind that scene qualify my story to be sold as a memoir? Can I take a short cut to publishing my book when I get tired of rejections and relabel my book a memoir so it will sell faster?

But then I decided that the topic was already starting to bore me, so I wouldn’t blog about it afterall. (apparently, I failed that endeaver as I have, so obviously, blogged about Frey’s book.)

I know. I’ll blog about LOST which, THANK ALL THAT’S HOLY, was finally back on tonight. And I have a new love. (Yes, I will always love Sawyer. We were destined for each other. He wants me BAD. ) But tonight, I fell in love with Mr. Eko. There is a lot to say about the strong and silent type. Is he a good man? Yes. I think so. Has he done some bad things. Absolutely, yes. (Hmm. so has Sawyer come to think of it. There is a pattern to my attraction, apparently.) He’s sexy and tonight, he was beautiful. I loved his backstory. When he cremated his brother, my heart broke. I like him and I can’t wait to know more about him.