I still haven't gotten as giddy and excited as I thought that I would be by now. Actually, I've been feeling quite melancholy these past few days. I always get a little anxious when I leave the kids. In my last post, I talked about the prayer for safe travel. I don't want to turn into one of those people that is afraid to fly. I chastise my husband all the time for his fear. I can't even talk about this not being a positive experience. So, I must talk about the movie that we saw tonight. It's part of the reason that I am feeling more out of sorts: We watched "The Town". This is movie #2 for me and my mom. We might actually make it to LA having seen three or four of the Oscar nominated movies. We'll forgo sleep and catch some z's on the five hour plane ride to LA.
Back to the movie: The movie was enjoyable and also unbelievable. One couldn't help but want to root for Ben Affleck's character despite him being a murderer and thief. I found myself reverting back to my teenage self having a soft spot for the bad boy who inevitably had a hard luck story about an absent or abusive mother. I found myself wanting to do some investigation into the Irish in Boston. It was a classic cop versus bad guy movie and I can appreciate and admire Affleck's directing. Nevertheless, we have to watch at least one more movie because this one has me all twisted about love lost. And that is not what I want to feel right before I get on this plane and leave my husband and babies. Even though I have an exam on Thursday (that I haven't studied for), I'm going to have to find the time to watch one more movie. Maybe we will do the "feel good" movie about the lesbians: "The kids are all right". That one can't leave me feeling glum. Until next time....
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