Why is bread so damn delicious?
I'm in a good mood, so I figured I better post this shit for posterity. It was the weekend of omelets and movies. I made cheese and mushroom omelets twice and they turned out pretty great both times. On Saturday, JP and I went to see Diary of a Wimpy Kid, which was cute and reminded me a little of the stories I loved when I was younger (Beverly Cleary and Judy Blume to name a couple). I had a hard time empathizing with the main character, although I liked how he wasn't the "hero," he was just a kid trying to figure stuff out. A little slow on the uptake, though, Junior.
Saturday night we watched High Anxiety with my parents and sister. Mel Brooks spoofing Alfred Hitchcock is both hilarious and disturbing. I have this movie memorized from watching it so much when I was small. Then, came home, watched a little Notorious (still on a Hitchcock kick), and fell asleep. This morning I caught part of my favorite "modern" Jet Li movie, Romeo Must Die before heading out for a day of shopping and then German food at Friesenhaus in New Braunfels (my life, she is hard).
Now, I think I will finish Notorious and go to bed. Before I forget, mucho thanks to hamburger for introducing me to thecandystand, a fabulous place for iconage!
G'night, all.