The Adventures of Mrs.Movie Snob

These are the days of our lives, friends. Although, if it wasn't for my Iphone and Outlook calendar I might not know which day. It's been easier to keep track of the season because the snow has melted and it's actually warm. The forecast, though, says we're about to get our obligatory April, "F*** Y**, I'm not gone!" , post-Winter cold snap. After that, I'm pretty sure I'll have no idea where I even am. At least I'll be able to pretend the reason I'm not going anywhere is because it's too nippy out. If it snows, I can even blame the bad roads for my hermit lifestyle. So there's that. That'll be fun. That'll give me about 8 minutes of entertainment for my long weekend. Now, there's a term that's lost a little of its luster; weekend. That beautiful, well earned, two day break after the work week. I can relax in my soft clothes! I can drink a little too much wine! I can spend time with my family and watch some Netfl...

I feel a shift in the air. I think you feel it too. That feeling of impermanence is gone. As with many things, when quarantine first began, we were gung ho. Inconvenienced, and a bit annoyed, sure, but still pretty optimistic. The memes were pouring out. People were sharing their new home/work schedules, enrolling in free online classes (myself included) and hunkering down for what we were told would be only a few weeks. Totally doable. We're now finishing up Week 3 in lock down. And, let's be honest, shit's gotten a little too  real. Always the optimist, I still believe we'll get through this. In fact, I know we will. I still believe this time will eventually be a memory. I have to trust that by doing what I'm supposed to, I will be fine and so will those I love. But the truth of it is, by the time this is done, many won't be alright. There will be an aftermath. A new reality. I just don't know when and how that will happen. The  not knowing  is what...

Breaking News! Breaking News! Breaking News! TV off. I'm a bit jealous of folks who gave up social media for lent. I can't remember the last post I saw that wasn't virus-related. A friend of mine said something like, "anxiety loves this stuff." She ain't lying. I watch the news, get all bothered, turn it off and calm down and then go back for more. Anyone else? Today, our Prime Minister said, "Let me be clear. If you are abroad, it's time to come home." This was followed by something along the lines of  if you don't already live here, you ain't gettin' in.  This was hardly a surprise but hearing him say it out loud is a little unnerving. Especially when our families live thousands of miles away. AND I have elderly and seriously ill relatives. For now, I'm not sure when I'll see them again. I speak to my Mom when I can and she's told me she's glad we're here. (so am I) But still. Shitty. We've just com...

I’m getting too old to be modest. Too much time has already been spent worrying (obsessing, even) about what people think about me. There’s nothing I can do about that now. Going forward, though, I can do everything. I was reminded today of just how powerful self-pride can be, especially for women. A colleague of mine just received a well-deserved, major promotion. At the end of our meeting, she was recognized for her achievement and we all congratulated her, of course. *applause, applause* I watched her, completely at ease, hearing our accolades - taking it in and smiling. It wasn’t conceit or ego. It was confidence. And it was beautiful . When our President said to her, “You work hard!” She didn’t miss a beat, “Yeah, I do.” *mic drop* If there ever was a moment to say, “ You go girl !”, that was it. (For the record, there really isn’t a correct time to say that… or “been there, done that” or “that’s what I’m talking about” or “it’s all good” … but I digress...

The next decade is pretty bleak... if you ask Hollywood. Dystopian, disconnected, dangerous. In keeping with America’s obsession to promote fear, we have been taught, through film, that our reality will go majorly awry … relatively soon. When we were kids, my mind didn’t see 2020 like this . We have fun gadgets now, sure, but sadly, my car still doesn’t fly (lies, Jetsons), I can’t make pizza with a “hydrator” in less than a minute (thanks for nothing, Back to the Future 2), and we can’t even implant memories! (although, Total Recall, wasn’t exactly promoting this) To be fair, though, a future envisioned where things are just sort of the same wouldn’t bring in box office numbers. Throw in a robot uprising, a worldwide plague or carnivorous aliens and we line up.  What the hell is wrong with us? Here's 5 movies that make me want to build a bomb shelter:    1. Blade Runner Released in 1982. Set in 2019. Siri and Alexa are relatively new to u...

Oh, the intricacies of a relationship. Those wonderful moments that happen when no one else is around. All of my best friends are now coupled. Surely, you know what I speak of: The picking of a fight. Even as I sit here writing this, I am completely clueless as to what the hell just happened. Our typical Thursday family dinner was...typical...light, even, The three of us finished our supper and giggled over Isabel's new Magic Trick kit. Good Sully family memories. The yooj. ("usual") After teeth brushing, morning preparing and kid-tucking-in, it was adult time. As I settled on the couch to check my Insta, I glanced at the man-show on the tv, "What are you watching?", I asked. I was immediately met with a snarky and defensive remark from the husband. I responded. Only to be cut off with another snarky and defensive remark. "Umm...what the hell's your problem?" I don't much shy away. There was an infuriating little giggle as if to say, "...