It's been a cleaning/movie-watching weekend for me. Mitch and the kids are gone to a hockey tournament. I kind of wanted to go because they were going to the zoo today, but I couldn't go because I have a dog and a bird here that I failed to make arrangements for. Isn't it ironic that I had to miss going to the zoo because of animals here at home? Is that irony? Not real sure. Probably not.
I rented some movies and watched them last night and today.
The first one was The Girl Who Played with Fire which is the sequel to The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo. It was excellent. I watched it in Swedish (with subtitles) last night and then played it while I was cleaning today with the English dubbing. I think I like subtitles better. I like hearing their language. The movie followed the book very closely and was fantastic.
The second movie I watched was Date Night with Tina Fey and Steve Carell. It was okay, Tina Fey is hilarious, but it was kind of a tired, predictable movie overall.
The last one I got was Sex in the City 2. I watched it this afternoon while plucking my chin hairs. I thought it was awful. And I was a fan of the show. I have all the seasons on DVD and everything, but this movie was so bad, I thought I might have to curl up in the fetal position and die from embarrassment when the four women started singing "I am Woman Hear Me Roar" at the karaoke club in Abu Dabi. No I'm not kidding. They really did that. When the actresses read the script and got to that part why didn't they say, "No fucking way I'm doing that. That is the stupidest thing I've ever heard of." Of course, they were paid lots of money to make the movie, but still. I don't think there is enough money in the world that would justify making that scene. And Carrie Bradshaw has to be the most fucked up character ever in the history of movies/tv that wasn't supposed to be completely fucked up. What is wrong with her? It's like she's perpetually 15 years old. I realize the movie is supposed to be some kind of fantasy for middle-aged women but please, how many 40-something women are fantasizing about having totally fabricated marital drama? None. That's who. If I was her husband I would have dumped her in this movie for being an enormous pain in the ass.
Other than movie watching, I've been pretty productive. I got most of my Christmas shopping done, laundry done, groceries bought, and I swept about a metric ton of clothes, garbage and toys out from underneath Kira's bed. Add to that; I probably lost a pound in toenail and chin-hair weight, so overall the weekend has been a success!