Please be kind if I'm a mess

It's a good day when you have two coffee dates and a massage swap. I'm well caffeinated and less tense. If someone tried to have a conversation with me now there would be problems, as I can no longer hold a train of thought, but it was a great day.

My first date suggested I blog about the movie "I know what you did last summer". While this is a fabulous idea, I can't as I have never seen it. I don't watch horror/scary movies. My dear friend ML dragged my kicking/screaming butt to "What Lies Beneath" many moons ago and it took two months for me to look in a mirror again.

I am a movie addict. I love comedy that's not trying too hard, drama that's not over the top, action that has purpose and musicals because they are musicals.

I caught a few bits of an independent movie the other day and was laughing hysterically. This woman was tired of dating men who were hiding something or incapable of conversation. On her first blind date, the man showed up and she was prepared with some questions. Was he married (no), did he have children he was hiding (no), did he have a sense of humor (he tried to show it), could he listen (what? j/k), was he okay with complicated women (yes). She sighed with relief and exited her house. He asked if he could ask a question (sure). Have you accepted Jesus Christ... (while holding a pamphlet).

I nearly soiled myself I was laughing so hard. Just because that 99% is perfect, sometimes that 1% imperfect is too much.

Although, often we love that 1% imperfection best.

And Kimmy? Start a blog. It's the cheapest therapy in town next to dear friends...