I Am Dehydrated …


… because of all the crying. We must be too confident tonight, because we watched We Bought a Zoo AND Les Miserables.

Has anyone you know died in the last … oh … ten years? Do NOT see We Bought a Zoo. There’s one line that made me segue from silent weeping to loud retching sobs. It’s the one about how “she’s the one who could help me get through this BUT SHE’S DEAD.” I sobbed so much Gary put it on pause to ask if I was crying about my Mom, and after I nodded, said, “I thought so.” Perceptive. That’s why I love him.

I got some back because the next movie a) was on the big screen and b) was Les Miserables. That was just constant silent weeping. We were both as blotchy as Anne Hathaway.

So, no more dramas for the rest of the weekend. I’m knuckling down to my two remaining projects.


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