We are movie watchers here at the Fry house. After a long day of work and responsibilities, we love to put the princesses in bed, and veg out with a movie. These movies are frequently action/ adventure movies, that women are not supposed to prefer. I pretend that I am suffering through them. The other evening Sweet Man brought home a romance movie. I was touched that he tried to pick a movie out for me.
The plot of a romance movie is always the same though. Two smokin hot people who love each other and don't realize it just yet. They are always so different than real life. The man is always bringing home flowers, candy, love notes etc. They always wake up looking just as hot as when they went to bed, and they have dinner dates almost every day...
Now real life looks a little different over here. Smokin hot, is not quite the way I would describe myself (as I sit here in my sweat pants and uncombed hair)...now Sweet Man is another story ;-) The most exciting thing that I have been given lately was a pack of toilet paper when we had ran out. Now that is not something you want to be out of, in a house of five people, who eat everyday! Morning breath is always hanging around in the wee hours of daylight, and hair is sticking straight up like a bad horror movie. I can't remember the last dinner date that we had, without kids, who needed extra honey mustard for their chicken nuggets.
Ahhh the romance movie....totally sets you up for failure. Give me an action/adventure movie any day!! I love you Sweet Man, and that was some of the nicest toilet paper anyone has ever given me ;-)