Oh how I love blog titles like this one. Its an attention grabber, and I imagine it will be one of my highest read blog posts. Although interestingly enough, my post on DIY Laundry Soap is still my most popular posting. I suppose that speaks to the non-juiciness of my blog! We're all about practicality around these parts ;)
So whenever Rob and I watch movies, I'm all about the happy endings. Sex and babies, I say. A truly good movie should end in sex and babies. I mean not like "sex sex" on the screen, but the assumption that such things take place as the credits roll. In my weird, twisted world, that's a happy ending.*
*Of course, my version of a happy ending does not spend much time considering things like stretch marks, morning sickness, and labour.
Perhaps that stems from my own experience, but like seriously, the worst endings are when the long lost love dies in the last scene...and alas, no sex and babies. Tragedy. Recently we watched the movie Troy with friends, and it may ruin the ending for some...but no sex and babies took place. He died a hero. A shame really. Although there was plenty of sex prior to the death scene, it still doesn't get my sex and babies happy ending stamp of approval
I can't really explain it, but real life stories like these truly sadden me. Husband's leaving wives prematurely seriously gets to me. Likely because I'm married and the thought of it is terribly saddening. There just are no words for that kind of loss. It never really occurs to me that the female partner leaves prematurely, mainly because in my experience, its almost always been the man.
I learned yesterday that an old schoolmate died. He just happened to be married to a girl I used to work with when we lived on the Island (life in a small town). The wife and I were facebook friends. I watched during their dating years, and it was incredible to see their love grow and blossom. They married this summer. They still don't even have their wedding photos back yet. And he's gone.
Social media allows a strange glimpse into the joys, struggles and sorrows of an acquaintance or coworker. Beyond the grapevine, I never would have known about his death or her sorrow, but I must admit, knowing this, its making me want to love harder and be kinder.
Let us be kind to one another.
So whenever Rob and I watch movies, I'm all about the happy endings. Sex and babies, I say. A truly good movie should end in sex and babies. I mean not like "sex sex" on the screen, but the assumption that such things take place as the credits roll. In my weird, twisted world, that's a happy ending.*
*Of course, my version of a happy ending does not spend much time considering things like stretch marks, morning sickness, and labour.
Perhaps that stems from my own experience, but like seriously, the worst endings are when the long lost love dies in the last scene...and alas, no sex and babies. Tragedy. Recently we watched the movie Troy with friends, and it may ruin the ending for some...but no sex and babies took place. He died a hero. A shame really. Although there was plenty of sex prior to the death scene, it still doesn't get my sex and babies happy ending stamp of approval
I can't really explain it, but real life stories like these truly sadden me. Husband's leaving wives prematurely seriously gets to me. Likely because I'm married and the thought of it is terribly saddening. There just are no words for that kind of loss. It never really occurs to me that the female partner leaves prematurely, mainly because in my experience, its almost always been the man.
I learned yesterday that an old schoolmate died. He just happened to be married to a girl I used to work with when we lived on the Island (life in a small town). The wife and I were facebook friends. I watched during their dating years, and it was incredible to see their love grow and blossom. They married this summer. They still don't even have their wedding photos back yet. And he's gone.
Social media allows a strange glimpse into the joys, struggles and sorrows of an acquaintance or coworker. Beyond the grapevine, I never would have known about his death or her sorrow, but I must admit, knowing this, its making me want to love harder and be kinder.
Let us be kind to one another.
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