Watch it or Whine: Sex and the City
Everybody say Hi to our super special guest reviewer, Dr. Ang! **waves furiously so she can see me all the way in Nebraska** I just got back from seeing it too, so I will give my take on it later in the comments section ((pretty much the same as Ang though)) Okay here she goes!:
Saw the movie on Saturday afternoon (while my husband watched Iron Man), and I loved it!! While I didn’t get into the series until the 5th season, I fell in love with it quite quickly, and it’s one of those shows that I can watch any time (even when they cut out the good parts for the syndicated version on TBS). I’ve been waiting for this movie since the series ended in 2004. There may be spoilers in this review, so if you don’t want to know what happened, stop reading right now.
Four years after the series finale, we have finally been given another glimpse into the lives of Carrie, Samantha, Miranda, and Charlotte. It is three years later, and the seemingly happy endings are not quite so happy. Samantha has moved to L.A. but runs off to New York every chance she gets (“only for the A-list events”). Miranda and Steve are having a dry spell and he cheats on her. I found this to be a little unbelievable, and I think the writers may have needed to bring some other drama to the story to off-set the Carrie/Big situation (which I will get to). Charlotte and Harry are happy with their adopted daughter, Lily, and (amazingly?) Charlotte gets pregnant. Ok, so this is the only story line that has no real drama. These folks are genuinely happy. Which brings me to Carrie and Big, whose real name we finally learn, but he will always be known as Big. They decide to buy an apartment, then they decide to get married, then Big can’t go through with it…well, for Sex & the City fans this will come as no surprise, given Big’s history.
The clothing, shoes, and accessories were incredible (they even mentioned the Bag, Borrow, or Steal website). The story line was predictable, but still enjoyable. There was a happy ending. The only downside was that it was long, over two hours. I don’t mind watching Sex & the City at home all day long, but I don’t find theater seats that comfortable (at least in the theater that I went to). All in all, I liked the movie a lot. It was nice to be able to re-visit the characters and find out what happened after the series ended. I wouldn’t count on a sequel though.
**applauding** Yay! Thank you! You know any of you other “regulars” are welcome to do reviews anytime you want as well, in fact please do.
Filed under Watch it or Whine | Comment (1)Doing what it took to make sure I started out ahead.
Happy Birthday to the man who gave me my sense of humor, my eye color, and 28 years of unwavering love. He also never reads this site, so feel free to make fun of his mustache. Oh, and he always takes his naps on the floor. Goober.
Filed under Family-blame the DNA | Comments OffofFENCEive behavior
Remember how I told you all about the fence I got for Mother’s Day? It was also my/thehusband’s anniversary gift to each other. It is WOOD after all. It will also be TheHusband’s Fathers’s day present. Oh, and his birthday present (he is going to be twenty-ten). So as you can guess, we paid a lot for this fence, and while The Son is an awesome boss, the pay (and sometimes the hours!) suck. Basically this was a big deal for us and I wanted it done right. Right I tell you! Now I have been told that I am bossy (ooh great blog you should check it out), I know that I am demanding, but I really am not a heartless bitc–ehh–witch. (for you Mom–smooch). I understand that you have to take breaks when you are working outside. I get that a lunch break is a right of all workers. However, you know what is not okay? Being four hours late on a job that should have been done the day before, and then parking your truck in front of my driveway making me a prisoner in my house. You know what is REALLY, REALLY, REALLY not okay? Taking an hour long nap in my front yard as soon as you get there.
You can’t really see them all, but there are five fence guys SLEEPING in my front yard. And that truck? It has a trailer blocking my drive. This picture was taken through my front window if you can’t tell. After I took this picture, I called around to see what the best etiquette was for waking sleeping workers and telling them to get their damn (I mean darn) truck the hell (I mean heck) out of my way. The consensus was to let them take a little nap and then nicely ask them to move. Um, yeah. Not a one of them spoke English. That is fine with me, I mean my ancestors were new to this country at one point too, but I really needed to go! So through (NICE, you dirty mind you) hand gestures, I made my point, the truck was moved…a whole foot and a half. By driving on the lawn (not yours, TheNeighbor!) a little I was able to get out. They were gone when I got back. I called the main office and told them that they still were not done and about the nap and all, and bright and shiny the next morning, another crew (FOURTH one people!) finished it up.
It does look mighty nice if I do say so myself, but next time? I will, um, well to tell the truth I don’t know what I would do different, what do you think I should have done?
Filed under Boy is my face red, Soap box, lexapro lexplains it | Comments (3)ATTENTION! BIG ANNOUNCEMENT COMING SOON!!
On June first there will be a HUGE announcement made here at TheHuckablog! Big, I tell you! So as early as you can check in and get ready to have your life changed. Huge! Yeah. So get up, check the blog, then get ready and go to church, have a nice brunch with your family, and then check back to see who all has been here. Or you know, whatever.
Filed under huckablubber | Comments (4)Daisy Summer Piper
Daisy Summer Piper by: Joni Mitchell
Come and take me by the hand
There’s so much to be seen
The fields are dancing daisy bright
Hills are dappled green
Winter wind has ceased her labor
Giving birth to blossom rain as sweet as rain
And maybe you will fall in love
And maybe you’ll be mine
Daisy summer pipers come to town
Piping people out of doors
To see the magic all around
Listen now you’ll hear his sound
Stare into a mirror pool
And laugh so princely vain
The skies become kaleidoscopes
With no two turns the same
And pebbles send them dancing off
In ripple rings of sun burnt cloud and windy blues
And maybe we will fall in love
Before the day is through
Daisy summer pipers come to town
Piping people out of doors
To see the magic all around
Listen now you’ll hear his sound
Photography by: The Neighbor
Filed under Photography, Poetry | Comments (3)It’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood, part 3.
The long awaited conclusion to these posts! The best part of our neighborhood.
So for the first few months we lived here, we did not talk to any of our neighbors because we were working so hard. As we started emerging from our house, we met lots of young families, in fact there are 15+ children under the age of six on our block. When we finally started talking we realized that our next door neighbors, in particular, are entirely awesome people. The only bad thing that I have to say about them is that they make our lawn look bad, because their’s is so perfect. I got pregnant with The Son about 9 months after we moved in. The Neighbor was already about a month pregnant. Our sons were born 29 days apart.
So the boys are buddies, they have very different personalities but play quite well together. I know that one, or both of us, will move in the next few years, but I think that the reason I KNEW that this was the right “first” house for us was because God knew of how well our family would do in this neighborhood. I hope that the boys will always be friends, (The Neighbor’s son will hence forth be known as H ((unless his parents object of course)). H is incredibly bright, super sweet, and I think his athletic prowess (seriously, the kid can golf) is good for The Son to be around (because you know he will not get it from us!) ((unless Surfing the Web counts as a sport? Maybe a The Office Marathon?)). I could not have picked a better child for The Son to have as a pal.
Oh, and The Neighbor? Do you have those pictures of them in the bathtub that time? I can’t find them! We can’t lose those, We need them for their senior yearbook.
Awww, aren’t they just the cutest! Anyway, I do have other neighbors as well, and none of them are really very objectionable. There is the one that spies on us through her front door. We call her Mrs. Kravitz. She is nosy, but I know that she is looking out for us. There is a family that has thirty year old children, and THEIR children all living in the same house. They have a monstrous lizard in the living room and black light posters you can see from the street. Decorating and child rearing taste aside, they returned The Dog to us when she ran away, and fixed The Son’s rocking horse for him. Then there is the family who we call The Sweatpant family. They wear nothing but gray drawstring sweat pants, all of them! All the time! In the summer they cut them off and wear sweat shorts. I have lots of funny stories about them, but I promised The Husband I would not publish them because he is afraid they might find the site. Apparently alienating the neighborhood we so love is a bad thing. He is right, because there is no other place I would rather be, there really is no place like home.
Filed under Friends-All three of them, Photography, The Son | Comments (5)I swear to tell the truth and nothing but the truth, so help me God.
Did you know my brother, JHJ, has a blog? It is really very good, but unfortunately I can never link it here. Why you ask? Because he gives out waaaaay to much identifying information, like his full name including middle initial, where he lives now, where he is from, where TheHuckblogs live, really everything but his SSN. So in compliance with The Husband’s rules, I just have to tell you it is great and have you trust me on it. If any family or friends want it, email me and I will send you the link. Recently he did this thing where he invited his readers to ask him anything at all, and he had to answer it honestly. Hey, that is a great idea to have some blog filler even though I have writer’s block! So ask me too!
You can leave a question in the comments, or email me, and I may steal some of the questions JHJ answered as well. You have until Thursday Saturday Sunday. Feel free to ask anything as long as it is not vulgar, and I will answer completely honestly, cross my heart, stick a needle in my eye.
