Introducing My New Feature: Random Movie Lines With Mary

I've always felt that certain people can be gauged on a level from 0 to 12.52 based on both the movies they watch and the scenes they find as emotionally compelling - or comedic - as I do. During my post film-school dating years, I wouldn't look twice at a guy who didn't appreciate the comical genius of the Cohen Brothers "Raising Arizona." In hindsight, my taste in movies proved to better than my taste in men. I know many people will relate to some of these and MAYBE, just maybe, they will become enlightened and intrigued enough to check out some oldies, but goodies they weren't interested in BMB (before my blog). That sounded quite harsh and a bit superior, no? As if my blog could change people's lives. Muwahahahah. If fitting, the movie lines I post will pose as some parallel reference I'm experiencing in my life - while sharing some of my most beloved dialogue created to emote feelings we sometimes never realized we had until seeing "that" movie...Ah, the power of good filmmaking. I'm sure glad I majored in it. It's done a world of good for my career *insert sarcasm.*

Josie trying to hide after "Powder Gate"

Josie trying to hide after "Powder Gate"
Busted!

Sunday, April 18, 2010

That's Just How We Roll...

If it's not one hospital visit for a stressed-out tummy belonging to one, 35-year-old single mother of two - it's another hospital (literally) visit for what we thought was an "ant-bite-gone-terribly-wrong" on my sweet, newly anointed "six-year old" during what was to be her "birthday weekend." Poor little bugger.
Turns out that "bite" is really an abcess (a.k.a staph infection; a.k.a my WORST nightmare) that is so swollen and red, she could no longer walk w/o pain upon waking up this morning.
I feel like my house was the one referenced by Mercutio in "Romeo and Juliet" when he vehemently cried "A plague on both your houses!" Is it wrong to hope that plague leaves us and finds her father's house, where-ever that may "currently" be?)
I apologize. I know that's tacky, and NOT a very Christan thought to put into the written word. I am a firm believer in making Sara's beloved "papa" stay a Saint in her eyes. For her to think he left b/c he didn't love her is criminal.
How about an abscess for an abscess? Or $25,000 in back child-support for...I'll stop there. It's been a looooong....decade?
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