July 14, 2003
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Chick Flicks as Therapy:
Youngest daughter Em and I had a chick flick marathon last night. I suppose if your not going to do anything all afternoon and night it might as well be that. We watched five in a row, and in the watching I’ve come to some conclusions. We need chick flicks….they provide a valuable service.
For instance in “Two Weeks Notice” you are reassured that with the right women ANY man can and will be faithful. Even rich playboys. After all who cares that he’s been married who knows how many times, and cheated on every single wife, we all know that with Lucy it will be different. This is to reassure us that WE ARE THAT WOMAN.
In “Sweet Home Alabama” we are told that our man will change his entire life and become successful if we leave him. Then when we come back he will still love us and want us twice as badly as before, and of course we come back because, hey he’s successful now. So it must follow that all the other problems will go away. After all lightning can strike the same place twice right?
In “You’ve Got Mail” I learned that even if you live in a city of millions you can and will fall in love with your worst enemy. Who just happens to own a chain of bookstores but chooses to always hang out at the one right around the corner from you. Now this one has in abundance what the others hint at, FATE.
“The American President” will adore you enough to put his job on the line if you stand up to him and tell him he lost your vote. He will go on national TV to defend your honor, and people will love him and you.
Above all, in every single movie, love conquers all. Sappy or not if you love each other enough it will all be okay in the end.
Sorry folks I’m just not buying it. I love to watch these movies and I suppose they do need a happy ending but puleeze.
On that cynical note I will now watch “Predator” an absolutely ruthless killing machine, no conscience, morals, or compassion. Or maybe “Terminator” no conscience, morals, or compassion. Or maybe “Face Off” no conscience, morals or compassion. Damn, am I spotting a theme in guy movies as well?
I know I’ll just turn off the T.V. and go outside…I will let the Earth give me my therapy.
Comments (10)
hey! it ate my comment!!! no fair! it was a good one too! hurumph. that sucks. and yes mommy dearest, just remember what day it is.. Tuesday, the one day that i actually have to do my job.. hehe
i wuv yooooouuu bunches!
LOL
Chick flicks are just nice feel good movies that in no way reflect reality!
I watched an oldish movie recently. Arlington Road. If you haven’t seen it and like drama, you should check it out. It’s my kind of movie….not exactly the ending you’d expect from a hollywood flick! I loved it!
I watched all the Friday the 13ths all in one day. By the time the last one was over it 3 in the morning and I was camping and had to walk all the way across camp to get to my campsite. I did’t think I was ever gonna get there and was running and out of breath when I did. Not to mention scarded out of my mind. Thats the only movie marathon I ever sat through.
Now that I have females in the house I see more chick flicks. I tolerate them well. Yes, the earth therapy sounds the best.
As for the lines in the picture, it’s a part of the choices in Photoshop. I think that one was called “find lines”! Photoshop doesn’t take much talent on one level. If you start getting in a little deeper it takes a little more. That’s where I get left out!
Send me a jpg. and I’ll do some effects on it.
Thanks for stopping by!
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Perhaps it ‘ s better to go for a walk
Amitié Michel
hey….just leaving props….frogs rule! dont mind me, i’m just weird!
No better therapy than mother nature.
its great that you can spend time with your daughter. me and my mom dont really have the greatest relationship., i feel guilty somedays, but we’re both too opinionated for eachother. i don’;t like her old fashioned religeous ways, and she cant stand my teenage messy unorganized fly by the seat of your pants life. i just hope when i have kids that they’ll like me…. and there are great men out there. mine is Vanilla__Acid. he wrote something about me after his rant about concerts. check it out. i think it will prove things that chick fliks are trying to get across
~J
hi! sorry it has taken me so long to get back to you! my phone is finally working in my new apartment now, it just came on this morning. im trying to catch up. i think it was you who asked if i had gotten to go to london. sadly, miserably, no. it was my husband. he had to go do some training with the british marines. but he did bring me back some gorgeous pearl earrings. lol. and some postcards of canterbury cathedral church of christ. *sighs with jealousy* he is one lucky guy to get to go there.
i hope you are doing alright, i was beginning to wonder if you would ever come back- and then i was gone for 3 weeks and you did! hehe. well, i gotta hustle- im supposed to be at the gym to meet a friend at 2, and i havent even got in the shower yet. email me if ya want- its been a loooongg time!
BINGO. The Hollywood scurge doesn’t bring fourth wisdom very often. And there’s nothing that can bring self-love like seeking it for one’s self.
I think my happiest endings come when I do things on MY terms. Like, turning off the T.V., for example.
Feels good to be, 100% crap free.