Movie Monday- {The Huntsman}…

 
It is so risky when certain films build up months upon months of anticipation. Can they really live up to the hype? 
I’ll admit, I was a little worried about this one. 
I mean, it looked incredible… 
But, it also has K-Stew in it, so how remarkable could it actually be? 
I have seen it twice now. Once on date night, (with careful scrutiny as to whether or not it would be ok for my sensitive 13 year old to see) and then again with said 13 year old. 
I know critics are eating this movie alive and that makes me a little sad because I thought it was really, really good. Let me explain, in beloved bullet point fashion: 
– every great part is NOT in the trailer. In fact, the trailer sort of stays quiet to the fact that this is film is the entire story of snow white. 
– Charlize Theron. She is such an incredible actress and her role of the Queen is no exception. She has so much tortured depth and was amazing. 
– K stew… The director (more on that in a minute) was so brilliant. Sure, she’s the main character. She ALSO has less speaking lines then anyone else. It’s pretty fantastic. Plus, she has this scene where she brings back an “oldie” in the form of Bella writhing in poisoned pain. 
– Even though we know the story of SW, this film isn’t ever boring or predictable. 
– This movie is hugely creative and beautiful to look at- AND it is the director’s first film. FIRST… 
– My absolute favorite thing of all is something that I can’t say because it is a spoiler… but it made me want to stand up and CHEER… (If you’ve seen it and are curious, leave a comment with an email link back and I’ll tell you.) :)
There were a few things I didn’t like though. 
Sexual things… Along the sexual abuse line. Nothing utterly graphic, and two of the three things are merely implied but to anyone sensitive about that stuff- it’s there and it sucks. 
Overall, it was an enjoyable night of Sushi, Thai food and a great movie… 
What was one of your favorite moments of the weekend? 
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Six…

Me
reading
writing
editing
massage
facial
paper letters
Reading
Sacred Influence by Gary Thomas
Rooftops of Tehran by Mahbod Seraji {Summer book club book}

Watching
Snow White and the Huntsman
Rock of Ages
Abraham Lincoln- Vampire Hunter
Brave
People Like Us
Us
Court
Swimming
Farmer’s Market
Lazy park reading days
Picnics
Horse Riding
Snow Cones
Celebrating birthdays and Fathers
Chris & Aubree’s wedding
movies in the park

Heart
the Gary Thomas book I am reading.
time with my sister.

Create– 
entryway bench
office chalkboard
Chw’s work office make-over
paper cards
Home
ice cream making
dog paths
patio dinners
movie nights
game nights
laughter
Health
naturopath follow up appointment
yoga
water aerobics
hooping

Love
date night
wedding guests
weekly at home dates

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On missing someone…

I have this really cool, fabric covered, storage box that I love. 
I bought it a long time ago (paid way too much!) because I loved it and knew it would hold something special. 
Then, my son went to basic, and I sorted through my boxes of cards/letters and put everything my kids had ever given me into this lovely box. 
Well, time has passed. There have been birthdays and mother’s days. Plus, as you can surely imagine, having a son deployed and a daughter away for AIT, paper letters are arriving in full force. Just last week Genny pointed out that it’s hinged lid would no longer close. 
So, begrudgingly I sat three separate storage boxes on the floor in front of me and proceeded to go through a decade + of notes, photos, coloring pages, small art projects and letters from all over the globe. 
One box for Genny, one box for Lucas, one box for Amanda. 
It really made me miss my kids. 
Granted, even though she is currently in Texas, Amanda’s stuff (and therefore her presence) is still all over the house. I could take a nap on her bed, I could go sit in her car. And again, she’s in Texas. I can text her. I can call her. 
But Lucas, not so much. 
And so I sorted and read, remembered and cried. My heart melted to slush and then put itself back together again. 
And then I thought, in an effort to work through the mom-missing moments, I would share a few Lucas facts with you… 
– The boy LOVES Fruity Pebbles. Know HOW he loves them? you poor a ton into a gigantic bowl, then fill it with milk and walk away. FOR LITERAL MINUTES, the easily soggy cereal mixes with the milk. I sit here gagging even writing it out. But he loves it. 
– Not hungry for breakfast you ask? How about he makes you a burrito for lunch? to do this he would cook up a package of Shrimp Ramen noodles. When they’re done he’ll scramble and egg. Then, mix them together, wrap in a tortilla and “ta da”. (GROSS) 
– His favorite pizza topping is Shrimp. He could be Bubba Gump. 
– He cried in The Vow. (it’s true.) In fact, his dates to see it (on Valentines weekend) was my friend K and I. How sweet is that? (and we went to dinner first, where there was no shrimp.) 
– He likes to play Monopoly. A lot. On the wii. On a game board. It doesn’t matter. Already finished a 12 hour game of it? Doesn’t matter. He loves it. 
– He gets scared in scary movies… (But watches them anyway) 
– he kept a GREAT circle journal with me for about 3 years, until his dog ate it. He still has it though, (what was left)
– he is my FAVORITE person to cook with, especially big holiday meals. (we do not cook burritos.) He’s actually an amazing cook. 
– He is the best older brother, ever. He will take Genny shopping for girly things (which he pays for), he will play girly video games (like hannah montana) with her, he will wrestle and beat her up and then is all to happy to just cuddle her a moment later. He never loses patience with her. Ever. (also… he has been known to try on Amanda’s clothes, though I have no proof of this.) 
I will stop, for now, before I get even more sad. Just needed to share him for a bit. 
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Fan club president position for dibs…

I am pretty sure that my optometrist is my biggest fan. 
Next to him would be his receptionist. 
When a half hour appointment spreads to an hour and a half because said people are beside themselves, with enthusiasm, about my soon to be published book- one can’t help but smile. 
Or at least I couldn’t. 
Which was a good thing because eye appointments always leave me with an impending migraine. 
Reason #2 that this egocentric smiling occurred would be when my new prescription sunglasses broke my bank at over $200. 
It’s unfortunate that I have to have them. {Have to wear wrapped sunglasses, not clip-ons, due to extreme light sensitivity}
Earlier, during my time in their office, the receptionist, {who is pretty much the SWEETEST person ever} was going on and on about how I was going to make bank. I didn’t want to burst her bubble with the reality that only the rare freak instances {E.L. James}, sell outs and a small 2% of the rest of authors actually come close to making a good income. It was sweet that she thought I would be attending my next appointment filthy rich. 
Anyway, back to my optometrist. Sweetest guy. I would recommend him to anyone. He even pitched me a story, which my husband later thought would make an incredible movie. 
I also learned a lot about my eye disorder, which was really great. I guess that’s a perk to really being someone
Next thing you know, the Biebs himself will be sending me tickets to his tour. {Oh wouldn’t Genny die of complete and utter happiness.} There are certainly days when I wish such fame were a reality. Then again, if I were to have such power- I would simply use it to woo George Clooney into presidency. 
I am, after all, a single focus girl…
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