May 7, 2008
Bustin' makes me FEEL Goo-oo-ood!
Wednesday night has become Movie Club night. We have friends over, Matt cooks dinner, I make dessert, and everyone takes turns picking a movie for us all to watch. So far Movie Club has consisted of the following:
1. Eating: chicken biryani, homemade chocolate chip cookies
Watching: The Brown Bunny (yes, it really is the worst movie ever)
2. Eating: Italian sausage spaghetti, ice cream cones (not homemade)
Watching: Eagle vs. Shark
3. Eating: white bean soup, chocolate Oreo pudding parfaits
Watching: The Twilight Samurai
Which brings us to tonight, my first night to pick the movie, and I'm a little nervous. When Matt first formulated the idea of Movie Club, I asked if I would be allowed to join. He said he didn't know, so I asked "Well, when you pictured it in your head, did you picture me there?"
It wasn't even that he just forgot to imagine me there, he specifically imagined me somewhere else.
Clearly, my Movie Club membership has been on thin ice from the start, and I suspect that the main reason I have even been allowed to participate thus far is that Movie Club takes place in my livingroom. And my house is pretty small.
Tonight Matt is making calzones, I made strawberry shortcake that is decidedly anti-short, and we are going to watch Howl's Moving Castle. Wish me luck.
