The Virgin Suicides

Eric has been telling me to watch the Virgin Suicides for a really long time and I was finally able to while he was out of town.  I didn't really know anything about the film, and wasn't super excited about watching it, but those are usually the moments when I am so glad I did.

Yes, the name is a little odd, but it actually describes the movie quite well.  It takes place in a small town during the 70's and revolves around of a family with five gorgeous daughters.  The parents, on the other hand, rule with an iron fist.  The narrative is told by several boys who were completely infatuated with them and did their best to find out everything they could.  These boys are now grown and are telling this as a story from their youth.

I was completely drawn into the story and was totally interested in every character.  It also makes me come to conclusions on how I will never parent my daughter, should I ever have one.

Weeds

Lately, I'm been noticing how big my boys have been getting.  As a result, I have found myself going back and looking at pictures from when they were small.  They really are growing like weeds.  A part of me misses when they were that small, but I am having so much fun seeing them develop lots and lots of new skills.

But just for sentiments sake, here are a few lot of pictures beginning when they first came home.  It's so crazy how fast time flies, it seems like just yesterday.

Generally, if I let myself dwell too long on their smaller sizes, I tend to get all teary eyed and lose at least an hour of my day.  So here, why don't you lose an hour of your day on my kids, so then I don't have to.  Come on, you know they're cute :)

Weekend Wear

This weekend was pretty busy, at least for me.  Friday night we had Eric's parents over for a movie.  They brought pizza from one of our favorite local pizza places, which always makes movie nights better.  Then on Saturday I had an adoption shower followed my a Starbucks date with my girlfriends.  And obviously, Sunday was the super bowl.  In order to keep from getting too bored, I helped a friend make paper flowers for her wedding.  Super bowls don't get much better than good food, a craft, super bowl commercials and a Madonna show?

Tank: H & M // Tee: Forever 21 // Cardigan: Silence + Noise // Jeans: H & M // Booties: Target

This week is looking to be pretty typical, play dates, zumba, the gym, girls night, and even a date night on Friday!  Looking forward to a good week and a great weekend.  Happy Monday!

Paul Newman Love

I'm not sure if anyone cannot love Paul Newman, myself included.  The guy is a stud, the man who Ryan Gosling probably models himself after.  Whether he's 25 or 55, he's just one good lookin' guy.

This love rant about Paul is prompted by my recent viewing of The Hustler and The Color of Money, two movies starring the man himself as a pool shark (as in the game).  Although they were made 25 years apart, The Color of Monday was a sequel to the Hustler.

In The Hustler, Paul is a young and talented pool player who has to learn the art of taking peoples' money.  He's a pool addict, with a little too much confidence and not enough control to know when to call it quits.  He wants to be the best, even if it means losing all he has.  He meets another addict, Sarah, although she's more interested in her drink of choice than pool.  The movie, made in 1961, is a little slow, but the characters are interesting to see develop.  By the end of the film, Newman discovers what is truly important to him and learns a valuable lesson at a high cost.

The Color of Money, on the other hand, finds Paul as a pool shark turned liqueur salesman who discovers a unique talent in Tom Cruise.  Cruise is a small time pool shark, but Paul takes him under his wing and shows him all he knows.  Because both men are smart and talented, conflict arises as they argue over how to do things what constitutes a good con.  Cruise strongly desires Newman's help, but at the same time, believes he knows everything and isn't very willing to accept any criticisms.  By the end of the film, we have the two bests battling it out in Atlantic City at a major pool contest.  You'll have to find out who, if either, wins by watching the film for yourself.

Although they are connected, each film can stand alone, but I really liked watching them sequentially.  There are a few references in Color of Money about the story in The Hustler, but you wouldn't be lost if you watch them separately.  If I had to choose, I think I like The Hustler more than the Color of Money, but I usually prefer films from the 50's and 60's over the 80's.

Lately...

I really don't have any good excuse for a lack of posting, just normal, everything things taking up my time.

Drinking a lot of this....

Spending time with these boys....

Doing stuff like this....

As well as doing a lot of this....