Look at me, three FHE's in a row! (Ok, nobody slap their heads or clutch their chests from sheer shock, I am more than able to remember these kinds of good things for the salvation of the whole fam.)
Anyway, so we opted to delay to see Inkheart from when Michelle arrived last Tuesday to last night, Monday. We patiently (I think) waited for the kiddos to show up from the bus stop to the front door by making cheesecake! Of course since I'm no Ace of Cakes or Bronwen Weber, things didn't go as smoothly as I thought it did. But the end product was just as good as the first one. (Consistency, such a thing of beauty!)
Moving on... Lisa finally felt better from the weekend, and decided to come with us. I just waited for the cheesecake to cool down a bit to put in the ol' ice box and we were off to the movies. Since I had coupons to STEAK & SHAKE, we scarfed down dinner en route to the big screen. What's a trip to the fast food joint without a hitch, right? Lisa didn't want vanilla shake, but wanted chocolate (can't stand chocolate ice cream- what's the difference?) Ian couldn't seem to hear anything we told him and kept getting in trouble, and Jasmine, she kept the frustration going by insisting on becoming Ian's personal jester! Arrrggghhh!!!
Because of the better acoustics from having the best movie patrons in the room, Inkheart sounded and looked that much better on the screen! Now, my legs, eyes and hands are itching to get at the books (I guess the Twilight series will sit on Lisa's shelf longer... Sorry, just not interested in them, right now- can't get the images of married and forty-somethings screaming for Edwards and secret eye-gouging chants against his love interest from the ol' noggin just yet- read one too many articles on this sad phenomenon).
This movie had everything that most of us dream of- extraordinary gifts- the kind that help us feel alive and part of something bigger: (Am now an official fan of Brendan Fraser! Love all his movies, except Encino Man-can you say drowning in Cheez-whiz?)
"We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. "- Professor Keating (Robin Williams) in 'Dead Poet's Society'
"A good book should leave you... slightly exhausted at the end. You live several lives while reading it." ~William Styron, interview, Writers at Work, 1958
How was your last FHE? (C'mon dish... I need ideas people, ideas!)