Kindergarten!

Today was my son's first day of school. He walked in, like the big boy he is, and sat in his seat. Things went well for him. They gave him chocolate milk with his breakfast....which instantly won him over. His teacher is a pretty woman, relatively young, and very nurturing. I think it is a good fit. And I *think* my son is in love with her.

The outpouring of support for the mommas today was absolutely amazing. I feel pretty lucky to have the friends I have. Looking back on today, I'll remember how brave my son was, and how loved I felt when I picked him up. None of the rest of today matters.

Human Centipede

We watched this movie on the 4th of July with some friends. (You know who you are) If bad times bring people closer together, we are now forever attached to these friends. Some experiences you just can't forget.

Let it be known, before I continue, that David picked out the movie. And Jim paid 7 whole dollars for it. If anyone is to blame, it is one of them.

Human Centipede is a film about a psychopathic doctor who dreams of creating new creatures out of humans. He attaches people together to create a dog-like being that he can control. The actor playing the doctor is super creepy looking, which very tight face skin, and really fits the part. The actors playing the centipede are either into anal fetishes or really desperate for money.

Really folks, you have to see it for yourself. I've heard Jim has $7 to go toward a bad movie.

1 1/2 stars - all for creativity and the audacity to actually produce this film. *shudders*

Planet 51

Animated movie about a human arriving on a distant planet, only to discover that this planet is a lot like Earth. The characters are cute, the music is good, and it has some good ol' McCarthy paranoia for good measure. Nothing profound in this movie, but it could be a useful lesson for kids in acceptance. Good clean fun!

3 stars

Surrogate

Saturday afternoon movie time. Just what the doctor ordered!

First we watched Surrogate. It has Bruce Willis and the robot version of Bruce Willis. He distracted me a bit in this role because he is not as spry and delicious anymore. (Sorry Bruce!) He's still hot but not immediate eye candy. And the robot him had odd hair. Of course, all the robots did, but *my* favorite Bruce 'do is bald. He is a sexy man.

*clears throat* Take 2!

Surrogate is set in the future and is about these robots that people control remotely with their minds. Most middle and upper class folks use them instead of walking around and being themselves out in the real world. Bruce and wife has some marital drama on the side, but really it is about how people aren't going out in the world any more. The robots reminded me of The Sims, which was amusing. There are people that refuse to live around the robots, preferring to live in slums. There is drama involved, and enough of it to keep me interested, but the robots are the main focus of the movie.

Would I watch it again? Yes. Would I buy it? Nope. If someone bought it for me would I return it? Naw, but I'm also pretty lazy.

2 1/2 starts

Hot

It would be significantly easier to live in Texas if I did better in the heat. Unfortunately, my overly-Caucasian self can sunburn at night, which makes the heat even worse. I get tense, like the sun is going to attack me or something. It gives me headaches. And makes me red. Something I have to get over, sure, but I don't have to like it.

Lonely

I'll admit it, sometimes I feel so lonely I can hardly breathe. I feel completely ignored. I get paranoid, wonder if I'm being shunned. I am able to fake it, even forget it for a few minutes, but most of the time I'm miserable and wanting to cry.

I have chosen to walk away from a women's forum because of these feelings. The women are not being hurtful or neglectful, or at least not intentionally, but it powerfully amplifies what I already feel. I already miss it. I care about these women. And I've come to remember how much it hurts to care for someone when they don't care for you. It takes a bit of your spirit away. I need to protect myself from the hurt.

I wonder how long this will last. I wonder if I will give in and get medicine. I wonder if I'll survive.

Adventures in Sitting

I was thinking about the Babysitters Club books the other day. I didn't read many of them, mainly because I wasn't allowed to at school because I was an advanced reader, and partly because my life mirrored them so much that it wasn't entertaining. Who needs fictional babysitters when you're chasing after your little brother? Anyhow, I realized how absolutely sexist those books really were. Geesh, the message that women should be raising kids and washing dishes is everywhere.

This is what I ponder whilst I sit.

Do you think it would be easier for me to sit (and not physically help my kids, take care of the house, or run errands) if I were male? I could do my husband's job while sitting. (Of course, I'm not quite sure what he does, but I know it requires computer work and sitting) I can't do my "job" while sitting. Or at least not all of it.

I really think my expectations are being skewed by this stinking society I've been raised in. I like to think I'm useful. Sitting isn't useful.

I think I need to do some research on things that I can do while sitting. And, while I'm doing my research, I'll sit!