Okay, I talked to my mom this weekend and she mentioned that she checks this blog every morning and I haven't given her anything to read in the past two weeks.
She wasn't scolding me or anything - Mom never does that - she was just genuinely interested to see what I'd post next. I love my mom!
A lot has been going on, mostly with work. I've taken on (even more) added responsibilities with my job, and between the paper work, phone calls, website updates, membership tours, and events to coordinate and execute, I haven't had a free minute to even breathe too deeply. Luckily, though, the past couple of weekends have been work-free. So the hubby and I were able to squeeze in a couple of movies. And then there was the Super Bowl which was fun in a very stress-free way, since I really did not care who won the game.
A few words on these things...
The Rite - with Anthony Hopkins, Colin O'Donoghue and Alice Braga.
I liked this movie. The acting was really, really good. The effects were appropriately frightening and believable, which is hard to do in this sort of film I would think. I felt the film was slow in a couple of parts, but I was so anxious to find out what would happen in the end that it might have been due to my own impatience, rather than a problem with the show itself. Overall, we were entertained - and that's what movies are all about, right?
Black Swan - starring Natalie Portman.
As my stepson wrote on his facebook wall, "There's Natalie Portman, and there's everybody else." That pretty much sums up my feelings regarding this movie, as well. The film was very dark, there were some seriously graphic scenes, and I wasn't crazy about the ending. But I was also mesmerized by Portman's performance. She was brilliant.
Super Bowl Stink-Up
I love Christina Aguilera. In fact, that's another thing my precious stepson, Casey, and I have in common. We both have a deep appreciation of her vocal ability. You may not like how she looks, or how she dresses, or even the songs she sings. But the girl has some serious pipes. Case in point, a video Casey sent me a few months ago:
See? She can SING!
So here's the question... What on earth happened at the Super Bowl???
Maybe she should have written the words on her hand. Or her shoe. Or on someone else's backside. I don't know, but I'm thinking if I am singing the National Anthem on world wide television for the Super Bowl I'm going to make sure of two things: 1) I'm going to get the words right, and 2) I'm going to sing the song the way it was written. Sure, I may put a little inflection on it, but I'm not going to rewrite the whole song so I can "make it mine." Our National Anthem and the people who fight for our freedom deserve more respect than that. Do I still like her? Yes! Do I still think she can sing? Of course! But this was a massive fumble. I feel bad for her. And I'm seriously glad it wasn't me.
This post has taken me an entire week to write. I started writing it on Monday, and it is now Friday at 4:43pm. Monday we had a big night at work; Mickey Gilley came and gave a concert! He was great, and fun was had by all. I will be working tomorrow night, too, for our annual Father Daughter Dance. So it has once again been a busy week! And now I'm headed home to cook dinner for my family.
I hope you and yours have a wonderful weekend!