Mea Culpa

Oy! How long has it been since I posted?...three days or something?! A thousand apologies to those obssesive blog checkers nearing the realm of stalking. Life has a funny way of killing free time. I'm cherishing the experience of learning time management :)

There would be much to report on if I were to simply regurgitate the events of this past weekend (*cough, Katy*), but it's not very interesting to me when I repeat it, so my theory is that it won't be that interesting for you to hear it. :)

I am learning to trust a select few movie reviewers. I ignored the cries of those who screamed at the top of their lungs that The Alamo was an atrocity. And this week, I caved to peer pressure and saw Laws of Attraction. Now, I have to give a disclaimer. I wanted to see a fun movie with my friends, so I was willing to go.

But I had heard Michael Medved, who I have learned to trust completely, give a review mentioning the lack of chemistry between the characters and the lack of true comedy. He was right on both accounts. The film wasn't nearly as funny as you could see they wanted it to be, and let's face it, Julianne Moore was just not meant for comedy. The movie wasn't near horrible though (Pierce Brosnan was quite enjoyable), and it ended well, which salvaged the many boring scenes from the beginning of the film. I had a great time with my friends, which was ultimately the point, so there nothing was lost.

On the topic of our Marines (sorry Katy), Nick should be coming home soon, but he emailed me today that he will be leaving on a week mission that sounds pretty dangerous. He said their briefing was quite scary, but assured me that most of their missions have not turned out nearly as bad as they thought. But he asked for lots of prayer for this next week. They're going to need it. Pray that God keeps him safe before his return home.

That's about all I can think to write now. Hope you all had a productive and exciting weekend. I'm going to go walk my dog and go to work. Ciao!