Being strapped to the pole amuses me. How fast did they think it would go?
That was cute. Even brought a tear to my eye. (I'm mushy like that. Shhhh! Don't tell!)
Elaine, I won't tell. I'm mushy like that, too, even though I present myself to the world as cool and calm (and I have been called "reserved" by many. Keep the hankies nearby when something sentimental comes on the screen! (Is that why you're not a movie watcher? My husband silently passes me a box of tissues when we come to the sad parts of movies, anticipating my needs). :-)Mary, I meant to mention that bit about being "reserved" yesterday when you said that you lacked social graces. Me, too. Mostly, I'm just really quiet in large groups, but people often read that as me being snooty.
Myrna, I cry watching some commercials - and even more so during the last few years (probably re peri-menopause). I was watching the Golden Globes (taped from Jan/11) tonight, and I teared up watching the acceptance speeches - oh! - and watching the red carpet beforehand too! Tears of joy (or Elaine, LOL). Whatever.As for movies, when I DO watch them, yeah, I snort away with tears running down my face, just a-bawling. It ain't pretty, as they say.I just don't have time for movies since I'm so far behind on my regular tv shows. I DO catch bits of some movies that others are watching here while I make supper, like repeats of Home Alone, Lethal Weapon movies, etc., but I never watch the entire movie. The only movie I have watched in its entirety (and more than once) during the past decade is The Lake House, with Sandra Bullock and Keanu Reeves. Loved it.
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