Apparently the first thing to go when you're trying to pack in as much fun and movie watching and quality time with your husband and inauguration watching is blog upkeep. I haven't posted in a while and I assure you that's not because I've had this baby as that would certainly give me something to post about, wouldn't it? It's because I'm trying my very hardest to maintain something that resembles a social life these last twenty-odd days of life PRE-BABY. Over the last few days I've seen "Revolutionary Road" and "Yes Man," went to the Dallas World Aquarium, had a lovely book shower thrown for me, shopped and ate with a dear friend and have taken about 35 baths while reading all my favorite magazines. Oh, and I've actually started thinking about packing a hospital bag. I know what you're thinking: PACK THE BAG ALREADY, CRAZY WOMAN. And you'd be very right to think so loudly and harshly like that, but, see, I can't decide WHAT bag to pack. As in, I think I need to buy a new bag and it's hard to pack a bag I don't actually own yet. This is a very silly problem to create for myself, I know, but if it calms you down any, I do have his going-home outfit all picked out and purchased and (fine, soon-to-be) washed.
When he does come, though, someone will definitely post here to let you know (not that you're going to be constantly hitting refresh, refresh, refresh ... I don't presume to think my son's arrival is that interesting for you) and I'll also do my best to update Twitter (so, are you following me?) and will also text/call those of you who have foolishly given me your number at some point in the past. (If the text is very poorly composed, don't blame the labor pains, it's probably just Mike standing in for me. He is very cute and can fix a broken dishwasher like you wouldn't believe, but let's just say he will not be the one to teach our boy how to properly put together a sentence.) And, just in case you are interested, our son will definitely be here by February 10 as that's when we're evicting him.
Let's jump back for a moment, though, and talk about "Revolutionary Road" since I am still thinking about it nearly a week after seeing it. Metalia wrote a much better review than I ever could, so go read her's first, but please know I didn't want to agree with a single word she wrote. I am Kate Winslet's biggest fan, and, really, the more gut-wrenching/dark/depressing a movie, the more I usually love it. (See: Million Dollar Baby, Gone Baby Gone, Dead Man Walking.) I like looking into the soul of a character and seeing an empty void or shattered remains because I find real truth in that. Also, I spend much of my free time invested in the lives of Lauren Conrad and Heidi Montag, so when I go to the movies I like to be moved and not in the way I'm moved to take Spencer Pratt into a dark alley and club him repeatedly. But ... this movie ... oh my ... it wasn't good. There was something about Leo that seemed off to me from the first scene and not just the character but his portrayal of the character. (Something about his wild hand gestures and very loud delivery of lines I don't think needed to be delivered loudly.) I had a hard time buying him for a moment of the movie and, really, if I had been April (Kate's character) I would kind of hate him too and roll my eyes and feel constantly beat down by his presence. Also ... watching an entire movie about a miserable marriage isn't awful in theory but it is especially painful when they seem to be miserable from the word go. I'm sorry, but one scene where April tells Frank he's interesting does not really translate into "used to be happy and in love." I also had a huge, throbbing problem with the end, a problem I can't talk about without ruining the movie for you, so I'll just end with this: Kate, you should win an Academy Award for just about everything you've ever done EXCEPT FOR THIS, I'M SORRY, BUT IT'S TRUE.
On the other hand, I actually enjoyed "Yes Man" much more than I thought I would.
So, there you have it, a brief update on how life is going while we anxiously count down the days until we're parents (whoa) and also the fact that Jim Carrey made my movie-viewing experience more enjoyable than Kate Winslet this past weekend. I DON'T KNOW HOW THAT'S POSSIBLE EITHER.
Finally, we have a new president! It's been a long time coming for a lot of us, hasn't it? January seemed so far away in early November and it seemed really far away in January of 2001. I could throw out a million cliches and sappy sentiments, but all I keep thinking is how excited I am for my son to be born during the "Obama years."