black swan..

January 27th, 2011

my friend had emailed me earlier in the week asking if I wanted to go to a movie this week.. and unfortunately.. no babysitter.. but than plans changed and it was a later movie.. closer to home. so I brought my jammied up peanut to Bostons where she hung with daddy for an hour while he worked.. (I am sure he was thrilled ;).. and off I headed to the movies! it was a much needed distraction.. to me.. one of the best parts of being child free.. is the car ride.. no dvds to fiddle with.. no bottles being strewn about the car.. or get me out of here yelps.. it was just me.. and my bottle of water.. and music.. cranked.. LOUD! I love to hear my music.. loud so I can sing at the top of my lungs and wait for the next car to notice how funny I look.. thankfully with the invention of the blue tooth and head sets.. I will randomly pretend I am just talking to someone on the phone.. but I think they know.. 

I arrived at cinebar..  and found our seats.. the nice thing about these “new”cinemas that I go to now.. is that the rush isnt there.. not like this time..  your goal now is just to get there.. buy a ticket.. and than you order from your seat.. its magical.. 

again I sat beside some old woman who was alone who looked like she used to be a dancer.. and also looked like she wanted to have the chair open beside her.. but not tonight.. we found our seats.. and the movie began.. 

I won’t say to much.. except wow.. it was messed up.. I had gone into it knowing that.. and I always appreciate a good dance movie.. but holy.. my eyes could barely handle all the juggling the camera was doing..  and lord knows how much a painful cuticle hurts.. and to see her rip them off.. almost made me lose my chicken fingers and fries.. my favorite part had to be the ending.. where she finally cracks.. and the feathers look like they are coming through her skin.. wow.. it was perfect.. I always leave those movies wishing I had taken more dance classes.. not just tap where I was a gangster in a mens size 42 suit that we found at value villiage the night before.. and my pants were bouncing around hooked onto suspenders.. making me look like I was in the circus.. 

definately a must see.. 

I have also started my 101 in 1001 list.. I had read a friends blog who did it a couple months ago.. and with all these changes happening in my life.. I thought it was perfect time to write down what I want in the next 3 years.. you can find my page located under my blog picture.. 

my olive bear is becoming more independent.. and funny.. and moody.. and I am just trying to get through this next chunk of life moments with as much grace as possible.. thankfully she has mastered saying “no tank you” instead of NO.. which does help.. because it is so sweet to see her use her manners..

I am still in dire need of setting up my nursery.. the daddy doesnt think moving and packing up a room full of crap into the garage is a fun thing to do on a day off.. so it has been put on hold.. but this week.. it will happen.. I can feel it.. 

entering my 23 week of pregnacy.. also came the water weight! my most hated part of pregnancy.. the swollen ankles after work.. getting out of the shower puffier than when I got in.. than lotioning.. and trying to squeeze into a pair of materity pants.. not fun.. I miss the summer days of throwing on a bathing suit and a tent dress.. 

Olives latest friend Mr. Pizza Elmo.. he now has a seat at the table.. and gets bottles before bed.. and LOVES to colour with her.. which is ok.. cause sitting my ace on that tiny little chair isnt the comfiest thing these days.. but the best part has to be hearing her talk to him.. 

oh baby.. its ok.. no.. sit and colour.. here.. come here baby.. 

melts my heart..