You’re resting your jaw and I’m resting my ears… we’re all winners.

We unfroze our Netflix account because we were spending more money on Redbox than our plan, so Netflix was the better deal. PLUS it’s about 100 times better. First of all, all the Monk episodes are online to watch instantly, along with Mr. Bean, The Office, and Parks and Rec.

And you can get any movie you’ve ever dreamed of. We have Ghost Town right now. I used to own this movie, but someone thought his friend’s cabin needed it more than me. I forgot how much I loved it. Every line is quotable. That’s what ya need in a movie.

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I’m a [Baby Mama]

I’ll write an “official” pregnant post soon that will be emotional and make me want to cry. But for now, just watch clips of Baby Mama and think of me! Here’s one of my favorites.

The Conspirator

T.J. and I saw the movie The Conspirator recently and we really enjoyed it. It is about Mary Surratt who was charged as a co-conspirator in the trial of Abraham Lincoln’s assassination. I’ve read a few articles about the actual events and apparently the movie is not very historically accurate, although the basic premise of the film is based on facts. I recommend it to everyone, especially if you enjoy historical fiction. And the movie will lead to many interesting discussions because the themes are so relevant to our day. Go see it and let me know what you think!


Look at me like a human boy!

Can I just say that I love Martin Short? I love him in Clifford. I also love that Cory Matthews from Boy Meets World (Ben Savage) is in this movie.


When they opened Disneyland in 1956, nothing worked!

“But, John. If the Pirates of the Caribbean breaks down, the pirates don’t eat the tourists.”


It was shorter in Egyptian.

We got The Night at the Museum set for T.J.’s dad’s Birthday. We watched the second one the other night, and I cannot stop watching this clip. It brings me to tears (from laughing) each time.


Prying eyes annoy me

“Perhaps you’re interested in how a man undresses. You know, it’s a funny thing about that. Quite a study in psychology. No two men do it alike. You know, I once knew a man who kept his hat on until he was completely undressed. Yeah, now he made a picture. Years later, his secret came out. He wore a toupee. Yeah. You know, I have a method all my own. If you notice, the coat came first, then the tie, then the shirt. Now, uh, according to Hoyle, after that, the, uh, pants should be next. There’s where I’m different… I go for the shoes next. First the right, then the left. After that it’s, uh, every man for himself.”

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Baby, Baby, Baby

First off, I can’t really describe how great the Justin Bieber movie is. You just need to see it. Even if you don’t like his style of music, it is just an entertaining, inspiring movie. Plus, I think we need to support movies that are clean and motivational. So much of the media is dirty and degrading, and so it was refreshing to finally see a fun movie that had a good message.

Let me paint you a little picture:

I got to the theater at about 10 PM, which is much later than previously planned. Usually, I arrive to midnight showings around seven to get the WHOLE experience and to get a good place in line. But this didn’t have as big of a following, seeing that most of the believers would need their moms to drop them off or even stay with them through the entire movie.

The theater was empty, with the exception of about two other groups: about 3 or 4 high school girls and a handful of obnoxious freshman boys.

As soon as I walked in, I knew it was was going to be an awesome experience full of stories. The boys got out of their seats and filed into the row right behind me. Seeing that I was alone, they thought they could have a little fun, I guess? I immediately got Hannah on the phone, using my left hand. The boys were talking to me, I pretended not to notice and then I heard one say, “Oh, she’s got a ring on…”

I got off the phone and one of the boys said, “Sooooo, is your boyfriend, fiancé, or husband joining you tonight.”

Wishing I could say yes, I had to tell them no my husband was at home and I was meeting a girlfriend of mine here.

They immediately left and went back to their original seats, but Hannah and I heard them through the whole movie making loud obnoxious comments.

Finally, Hannah met me and we got to watch some kids make T-Shirts in the theater. Thought they would have gotten in trouble, but no one seemed to care. We saw some more great flirting go down and were reminded how lucky we were to finally be out of that stage of life.

This is my asian friend, Hannah.

Then the movie started. We laughed. We cried. We sang. We danced. It was THE best movie premiere I’ve been to, and went down as one of the best movies I have ever seen. Sad, but true. I’m so glad we decided to go, I wasn’t sure if it was worth the money, but boy was I wrong.

I am a believer of Justin Bieber. If you can figure out a way for me to convince T.J. to let me hang up a poster of Justin in our bedroom, let me know. Please and Thank you.


I’m a Believer

I’m a believer. I’ve got the fever. The fever, yes the fever, of Justin Bieber.

Stop judging me. Why am I not allowed to adore the musical talent of a 16 year old boy?

He’s talented so get over it and get on board.

[Sidebar: I’ve figured out which type of love I feel for Justin Bieber. It’s not romantic seeing that I’m married and he’s 16. It’s not motherly either because, well I’m not his mom (although I almost could be because his mom had him when she was a teen). It’s not an older sister love because I don’t feel like I could be his sibling (although that would be awesome).

It is the babysitter love. You know… like when you fell in love with the little kiddies you babysat back in high school and now they’ve grown up. You still adore them, but they don’t care too much about you since they have had lots of babysitters. In this case the other babysitters are the millions of other girls feeling the way I feel. Nailed it.]

Moving on. I cannot stop thinking about the premiere/my best friend/the kid I babysat/Justin Bieber. Details about the experience (yes, an experience, because it was not just a movie) coming soon.

Until then, watch this:

Oh, you finished that one? You want another? I can’t blame you. Here’s another one:


About a Boy

I watched the movie About A Boy last night. It’s one of my favs because it’s just a simple plot and even kind of slow at times. I appreciate a movie like this every once in a while. Skip the filler and just tell me a good story.