The Adventures of Mrs.Movie Snob

I've never broken a bone. This is certainly not for a lack of trying. As a child, I was constantly scabby-kneed and bruised. (As a teenager and young adult lacking grace, just bruised) I was fearless in a way you can only be when you're young and don't know any better. Sure, I'll climb the tree. Sure, I'll go off the high dive. Sure, I'll ride my bike down that ridiculously steep hill. Roller coasters? Bring it on. I was constantly banged up and I loved it. My scars are badges of honor. Around 25 something strange happened. Faced with another daredevil stunt, I hesitated. I stopped and I thought, "Wow, this could go badly." Fear. Being a grown-up kind of kills the fun sometimes, huh? What was I scared of? Falling? Yes. Making an ass out of myself? Yes. Breaking my first bone? Most definitely. Most likely though it was the realization that should something go awry the medical bills and possible fines would all be on me, the girl without health insuran

This blog is dedicated to my loving Husband. I'm an old fashioned gal at heart. I'm married to an old fashioned guy. (Who also likes an occasional Old Fashioned) We've been together for almost ten years now and I'm finding the longer we're together the more old fashioned we become. And by old fashioned I mean committed. A commitment I'm proud to say we've unconsciously modeled after our grandparents. Mine married for nearly 50 years, his married for over 65. Like an old black and white movie, they kept it simple. Moral. Fast forward 50 years and add in a world that likes to make things overly complicated and this suddenly simple premise suddenly has many shades of gray. Now most of the married couples I know hold themselves to a high-standard also. There isn't a question as to where their hearts lie. However, as stated in my previous blog post, we're all in our mid to late 30's now and I've seen many different types of marriages - happy,

38 is looming on the horizon. I see it. I can feel it and just in case I forget, my birthday obsessed 4-year-old reminds me of it daily. "Mommy, you're almost 38." Followed by, "You're older than Daddy." Thanks kid. I am very aware. I found gray hair #6 yesterday. Yep, I can no longer count them on just one hand. Somewhere her Mimi is cracking up because I used to say the exact same things to her. She loved it. To be honest, 3-8 doesn't scare me. It doesn't feel like that big of a change. And 40 almost feels like a badge of honor. Now 39....that's a different story. Sigh. It was the same with my 20's. 2-9 came in like a lion and with way too much reflection. "I'm almost 30. I'm almost 30" going through my mind as if on a marquee. Why do we do that to ourselves? So, on the cusp of a new decade (again), I'm reflecting. This time, however, I'm realizing something unexpected, something wonderful... even comforting. T

Valentine's Day is upon us again. Love is in the air. Soon, many couples will be observing the holiday with a familiar routine; dinner and a movie. But thanks to sappy commercials, menus for two and heart-shaped boxes of chocolate, the pressure is on that this particular dinner and a movie be dripping in romance. This year, she may suggest " 50 Shades of Grey." (I'm sorry.) And you may even agree. I mean, let's face it, isn't February 14th (for the coupled) just an extended pre-coitus waltz? And furthermore, isn't the whole thing a bit girly for most men? Some KFC and Netflix would suit most of them just fine....followed by sex, of course. (BEST VALENTINE'S DAY EVER.) It got me thinking though. Is the whole romantic movie concept just a chore to them. My Husband is definitely in the minority. He likes a romantic comedy -- even some cheesy ones. ( Pretty Woman , anyone?) So I asked a few other dudes. Turns out there are a few movies that will not on

Aliens - In my opinion, THE sci-fi movie. Brought to us by the brilliant James Cameron - the guy responsible for many of my favorite movies of all time. (A douchey-douche if there ever was one, but man, that guy can direct the hell out of movie) After Ridley Scott's spectacularly terrifying Alien, it would be quite the challenge for anyone to take on a sequel. I mean, how many sequels can you name that are better or even live up to the original? Seven years later, 20th Century Fox handed the reins to Cameron and what he gave us didn't disappoint - an unadulterated, adrenaline-fueled thrill ride that made Alien look a little sleepy if I'm being honest. I shouldn't compare. They are two VERY different movies and each easily holds its own. Nonetheless, it's 30 years later and when I need a xenomorph fix, it's part 2 that always finds its way into my BluRay player. Here are 5 reasons why: 1. Sigourney Weaver as our heroine, Ellen Ripley. In the original s