Tuesday night was date night with Miss K to see Gatsby! We have been talking about going to see this movie since the day we knew it would be in theaters. Who doesn’t love Gatsby, right?!
I was a little nervous because some of the reviews were less than flattering. I tried to put all that aside and watched the version with Robert Redford on Friday night to get myself prepared. I had a friend tell me that it was the best movie she’d ever seen and there was no way that the new version could touch this one. I was taken away with it, yes, but it wasn’t anything compared to the Gatsby I saw on Tuesday night.
Leonardo was the best choice for Gatsby! You could feel his love for Daisy with every word he spoke and see it with every glance toward her. Some of the music was a little off, but that was honestly my only complaint.
In the end I so badly wanted Daisy and Gatsby to run off and be together even though I knew it would end the same tragic way it always does. I know that it’s wrong, but it just doesn’t seem fair for someone (Gatsby) to love someone (Daisy) SO much and not be able to have them or have them love in return. Tom, no matter what he says, doesn’t love Daisy. How could he with all of his flitting around?! Just because he “always comes back”! No. Thank. You.
With it all being so I guess Gatsby deserved someone much better than Daisy. I mean she never returned his love the way Gatsby deserved any way. Too bad we will never know that story!
True story…. I don’t have time to sit around and be sad and neither do you. :)
I came across this post today. Honestly, I had never heard about FOMO (Fear Of Missing Out) before, but it really makes sense. I see it all the time, maybe even experienced it myself. I, like most or all of you, enjoy updates about my friends via blogs, facebook, or twitter, but do we need to be at every event all every time? I don’t think so. Maybe I am simple and plain or just plain boring, but what I enjoy most is being with my family and few close friends. I feel like when I am with them, truly with them, there is no outside world. No matter what they are my constant. They will always be there.
Have you experienced FOMO? Do you feel obligated to go to every single outing in fear of being forgotten when the next one comes around? Does it really matter? My guess is that it really doesn’t. If you miss out on something who cares? Not the ones who matter! They won’t forget you.
Did so AMAZING at his first dental appointment. He was very curious and watched intently as I had my teeth cleaned and was more than ready when it was his turn. He is growing up so fast and most of the time I want a pause button so I can enjoy him being just like this a little longer. He is such an amazing person at FOUR years old!
My contacts hate me! Remember this? My horrible red eye! Well it happened again. While it isn’t as bad as those pictures it is red and itchy. I am not happy about this!
I have been sporting glasses around about 6 months and I would like to get back to wearing my contact lenses. I feel better wearing them. Glasses are okay on certain days, but then there are days they do NOTHING for me! Last week I wore my contacts for the majority of the week making sure to take them out and clean them good every evening. Did that help? Nope. Apparently my eyes just don’t want to wear them anymore! BOO to that!
This weekend I will:
- Watch fireworks with my boys (thank you W&L and congrats law school graduates!);
- Take a trip to Roanoke for Rail Day;
- Take Colin shopping for his first pair of cleats (the boy is going to soccer camp this summer!);
- RUN (I hope!);
- Rest; and
Happy Friday everyone! Enjoy the weekend and be nice to your mommas!
Crazy/Busy Mom Days
This was truly inspiring to me! Just a little something all moms need to remember.
I need to learn this! I take myself and my surroundings a little too seriously sometimes. This has been demonstrated LOTS in the past few days. Especially last night with my little one….. being a little one, outside, on a deck, with his friends. I was also reminded of this today when I attempted to run. I didn’t run anywhere near the distance I wanted to and got so frustrated with my headphones I could scream!
Being imperfect is one of the things I like most about me yet I fight with myself to try and be perfect.
Here’s to being imperfect and embracing it!