Tomorrow it’s back to work! How sad. Not that my job is bad, but who doesn’t love vacation time?!

This morning Jeff called me and told me to get my butt out of bed and get dressed, we were going out to breakfast. I tried to get ready before he got home, but mornings just don’t work that way for me. First I had to lay there a couple minutes longer and relish the bed warmth. Then when I did get up Chewy was in mid pukefest, so I had to help him out. I was half ready when Jeff got here, which was actually pretty impressive if you ask me. He didn’t seem to think so, but then he wasn’t trying to do all the things last minute, so his opinion doesn’t count.

So we went to Denny’s and stuffed ourselves, then stopped at the carparts place and got new windshield wipers for both cars (they take the same size, which WalMart happened to be out of the last time we were there), then went to Blockbuster. Jeff picked Eagle Eye and Death Race. I watched Eagle Eye with him, it wasn’t bad. I can’t help but be annoyed with the unrealistic parts of those movies though. A few “oh whatEVER” ’s may have slipped out… Then Jeff watched Death Race.

Please insert rolling eyes smilie here. That is a stupid man movie if I ever heard of one. I basically napped throughout it, but I would wake up here and there and just roll my eyes. I can’t even tell you how many times (and this is just during the few breaks I took from napping!) they said “Merry Christmas” or one time “Happy Holidays” – and then they’d like punch the guy in the face or blow something up. Of course. I really don’t understand the appeal of that Jason Statham guy so much either… I mean, every movie he is in he is the bad-ass action dude. And sure, he has a lot of muscles (they make sure you notice, that is not my fault)… but he’s a balding dude with an English accent… That throws me off big time. I don’t know, maybe if he would try a movie where he plays some other persona than the bad-ass throwing punches I might like him a little more in his next action flick. But seriously. Look at the list of movies he’s been in… they are all the same damn thing with a different package.

This really wasn’t supposed to be another post about movies… it was supposed to be about going to breakfast and such. But… I’ve written enough. I’ll leave it as is.

PS If you are Jason Statham reading this, please don’t kick my ass. I know you know how to fight and I think your muscles are just fine, and seriously? I even liked the first few movies I watched that had you as the bad-ass! I just think maybe you should consider another type of role. Just once. I’m sorry.