On Sunday night, as C and I were well into the nighttime decline that accompanies whatever-this-annoying-butt-kicking-illness-might-be, looking for something decent to watch on TV when lo and behold... Dirty Dancing!!
It was a hip-swiveling, Baby-envying good time. K even tried to watch with us for a few minutes but he deemed it to be "beyond my male capacity to enjoy this movie" - his loss, I say!
Now, C will head off into her life looking for a heart-of-gold bad boy who can dance (and is straight). Good luck to her.
Time to watch some more movies starring Michael Cera - nerdy, not bad looking, sweet kid who has a sort of inexplicable sex appeal. That's something that can be found in this world with just a bit of effort to see beyond an obsession with Monty Python, a collection of Star Wars figurines, or a standing weekly Dungeons and Dragons group.
A few years ago I borrowed Dirty Dancing from the library so that the teenager and I could watch it. She last about halfway through the movie then told me she was disgusted with the movie. And couldn't belive I would let her watch a movie full of pornography and promots abortion!
ReplyDeleteI would love to be able to tell you that she still is a prude but though she wouldn't watch DD with me (she wouldn't watch anything with me) I am sure if there was a modern good version she would watch it with her friends.
Carolin
I'm sure, in time, she'll come back around and want to spend all kinds of time with you again.
ReplyDeleteI am just thankful for every day of open communication that remain between C and I before she retreats into her silent teenager phase.
I love Michael Cera.
ReplyDeleteI do too.
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