Mommy-daughter time this weekend
Despite my moodiness, mini-me and I had a great time Saturday. We went to see Big Fish at the Studio Movie Grill on Belt Line. I cried. Ok, maybe I didn't HAVE to, but I decided to go with it since I kinda needed a good one anyway. So, basically, I bawled through the last 15 minutes of the movie. *sigh* I should have known better than to get started! Those of you who are sane and normal, expect emotions to range from indifferent to touched to "vaguely misty" at the end of the movie. It's not so bad a tear jerker as I paint it. But I did, indeed, sob like a little girl who's had Christmas taken away.
Mini-me thought it was good, got a little misty herself, but then she laughed at me (at me being so weepy) and that kinda perked her right back up!
After the movie, we sang along with a Shania Twain CD at the very tops of our lungs (hey, it's mommy-daughter time! It's "Good Taste Exempt"!) all the way to the marble slab creamery, which is strictly OFF my nutrition plan. We indulged in yummy ice-creamy goodness and belted out more Shania all the way home. I love my little girl!