Yes, I've been a complete slacker. Partly due to working the midnight shift last week, and partly because I'm lazy. So, how have you been? Good to hear. Anything interesting going on? Oh, that's good I guess. Me? Well, I can tell you about a few things if you have some time.
We went to see Despicable Me over the weekend. It was a pretty good movie. I didn't like it as much as Toy Story 3 or How to Train Your Dragon, but it wasn't terrible. ?I only had one little problem with the movie. Spoiler Alert!!! Gru's assistant guy, Dr. Nefario was a senile old man in the beginning. He seemed like he didn't know much of what was going on, and they played that up a bit, in my opinion. How come in the middle of the movie he is all of a sudden the bright one who gets this kids sent away? I know they were trying to show how Gru was changing, but it seemed a little too much of a change for the character. Then again, it's a kids movie. Why should I care?
On the subject of movies, why does everyone think it is okay to be a total slob at a movie theater? Pick up you garbage and get your damn feet of my arm rest before I cut it off! I don't need my elbow to com in contact with your foot that has been on the dirty, sticky movie theater floor. Blech!
Our son started flag football yesterday. This is is first organized sport in his short life. My mom has been bugging me for ages to sign him up for soccer but he says he doesn't want to do it. Why force him? This time a few of his friends from school are doing it so he was excited to try it out.
Yesterday, before practice, the coaches got all the kids together to give them the standard speech on what to expect and what they expect from the kids. I got a little nervous because it seemed a little intense and flag football was supposed to be fun. Turns out the coach was mostly talking to the kids playing tackle and when they all split up it seemed a lot more fun in the flag football area. I'm glad about that, I don't need our son to hate his first sport then never want to do anything again. Heck, If I had one of my soccer coaches in high school for my first coach as a little kid I'd never have played a full year of the sport.
This was also the first time he had to wear a cup. I asked him if he knew what a cup was. He said yes, then when I asked him where it goes he thought about it for a minute and said he had no idea. I guess wearing a cup is a rite of passage of sorts. I never played a sport where I had to wear one, that may be why I never grew up.
Okay, I need to go eat lunch.