Can't say much because I need to go to bed, but I have to say that I watched two chic-filcs today that are worth a mention.
The first was Enchanted, which I immediately pegged as grossly obnoxious, but eventually fell in love with. I'm just going to have to come of of the closet and say it, I really love musicals. It was so over the top, so mushy, so lovey dovey, and so unrealistic that it captured my heart.
The second was P.S. I Love You. Again, not a big Swank fan, and I am admittedly tired of the studly Irish musician love stories. A la Once, and August Rush. OK I can name three Irish dude romance movies... Anyway, again thought the movie would be totally lame, but seriously it had a very compelling honesty to it. Movies, relationally speaking, are, in my estimation, becoming far more realistic, and I will tip my hat to that as I see at as socially responsible. I did check out for a little while in the middle of this movie, but over all I was very touched and inspired by the story.
I love my mom. I love my sisters. Happy estrogen day.
(I swear I was raised on the stuff. A mom and three sisters... I'm an estrogen baby)
