My son saw Mystery Men at a sleepover party and LOVED it. It is the story of a group of would-be superheros with very unusual talents. One shovels better than anyone else, another flings forks remarkably well, one is invisible (but only when no one is watching), and our boys' favorite: one whose power to fart is simply amazing. I was especially drawn to the PMS avenger who worked only 4 days per month. Unfortunately, she didn't make the final team. The movie is rated PG-13 and my 9 and 6 year old children loved it, and that should tell you just a little somethin' 'bout our parenting.
In my mailbox this week:
We always read "Guideposts" magazine growing up and I still subscribe. My mom, younger sister, and I always enjoyed Sue Monk Kidd's articles. I am now the only person in the country who hasn't read or seen The Secret Life of Bees. My mom and sister tell me it is decidedly un-Guideposts-like. Thanks, Red, for sending them. It took about a week. Since I'm talking about you, I shall once again post the only picture I have of you since you hate it but have not sent me another:
And I did mention my mom, too. Have you met my mom and dad? You should.
And since I'm in a stream of consciousness mode, my parents' picture made me think of how they pray every day for my kids, so it was exciting when they were here to celebrate Miracle Boy's 1st place finish in the league in December.
And that stinky hockey jersey reminds me of the wet laundry languishing in the washer, begging for a little attention from me, and maybe, just maybe a move to the dryer.
Okay. I'm done with this post.