Last night, I watched two fabulous 80s movies with my kids.

The Princess Bride just sucks you in, no matter what. I love that my boys will watch this movie with me every time it comes on. Their only complaint is that the R.U.S. (rodents of unusual size) look fake. Well, we can hardly fault them for that. They grew up in the age of realism on the movie screen.

Then, instead of watching that awards show, we flipped the station to find Wildcats. Okay, this is not a fabulous movie, but it brings back fun memories. Goldie Hawn is a football coach for an inner city school. I had forgotten who else was in this movie. Woody Harrelson, Wesley Snipes, LL Cool J makes an appearance, Nipsy Russel, Jan Hooks, Swoosie Kurtz…anyway, the boys loved the campiness of the movie. They were totally glued to the TV til it was over. I’m not sure if this is a good thing, or a bad thing…but we had fun.

I watched two other movies this weekend. The Jane Austen Book Club and Waitress. I truly enjoyed both films, for completely different reasons. Of the two, I liked JABC better because it made me laugh out loud a lot. If you haven’t seen it, I highly recommend it. Even Fishdog enjoyed it…it’s not just a chick flick.

Now I’m off to start cleaning and organizing my bedroom. We don’t have the closet or bedroom space we used to have, so we need to purge and rearrange to make the most of our space. Wish me luck!

fishdog’s flophaus: turkeyocchio

Truly, I don’t think you can get any more awesome than turkeyocchio.

A little birdie told me your greatest desire was to do the Charleston with Justin Long…

As you wish:

I would do anything for my BFF and my CP, Maria. She is the bread to my butter, the cereal to my milk, the sparkle to my eye.

And so, I’m throwing her a birthday party today and YOU’RE invited. Please, stop by, bring a gift, and enjoy today’s entertainment…

See, the Hoff had so much fun yesterday with Gena Showalter, that he ran out and brought one of his BFFs back today for Maria.

You don’t wanna miss this!

Star in Your Own JibJab! It’s Free!Here the Francis Family hooked up with my critique partner Louisa, to enter a talent show. I bet you didn’t know we were professoinal dancers…

First of all, thanks to everyone who popped over to the Cafe to say Hi! I appreciate it…and I fully expect you guys to do that for me every month. Today, Tess Harrison is discussing her love of book buying over there, so add the HEA Cafe to your daily read.

I’ve had some interesting search tool referrals lately. None as interesting as what they get over at Smart Bitches or KillerRants . I obviously don’t talk about man-titty and camel toes enough. (must. change. that.)

This week though, I’ve had multiple google hits for “heinous anus”, and “spanked pics”. Something must be in the air. Oh, and my favorite, “melissa francis hot”. (Yeah, I know they’re probably looking for the CNBC anchor, but let me dream for a second, please…)

One person googled my maiden name: “mel mckenzie radio”. Part of me wondered if it was an old high school friend who remembered that fateful day a local station hosted “complain about a teacher” day.

Gee, guess who called in? One of these days, I might have to tell y’all that story…

Someone who works for Safeway in Salt Lake City googled “melissa francis husband”. Honey? is there something you need to tell me? LOL

I get a kick out of reading my blog stats. I have a lot more readers than I realized. (You should all delurk one day and say howdy. Today would be good…)

Anyway, I’ve decided I’m just going end my blogs with a random word or phrase just to see if it pumps up the blog hits. Kristen Painter* had read somewhere that just mentioning Alan Rickman will increase your traffic….so I’ll start there.

Alan Rickman is hot when he’s not Severus Snape or the spitting Sheriff in Robin Hood. The more evil his character, the more hot he is to me…except as Snape, which frankly, kinda grosses me out. However, as much as I love his bad guys, I think my favorite of his characters was Col. Brandon in Sense and Sensibility. He made me swoon in that movie. Swoon, I tell ya.

*go read Kristen’s blog if you wanna find out how totally weird her mind is. She had a dream about me and Louisa — topless. Which, really isn’t far fetched…however, the company we were keeping…Just. Not. Right.