I’d like to think that if I got super depressed and wasn’t getting off the couch or returning phone calls that someone would come, wrestle me to the ground, make me hit myself, and yell in my face, “I’m your life! I’m your shitty life! You have to fight back!”

Yes, I finally saw “Bridesmaids.” Gotta love the cheap theater.

I am so impressed by Kristen Wiig. Sure, I’ve always thought she was funny…but that crazy kind of funny. SNL skits. Tiny cameo roles. Insane people that would never exist in real life. But, this time…this time she was real. I believed her. I mean, maybe not all the crazy stuff. But she was an actual character, with depth. And I loved her.

The other thing. I cried. I don’t know, maybe half of the movie. It was ridiculous. This is not a sad movie. This is, as Brit coined it, a girl dude movie, and here I am, wiping tears away.

Ah, well. Gotta love a flick that makes you laugh and cry.

Tonight I am thankful for dinners, for grilling, for the thought of sleeping in tomorrow, for baby toes, for neighbors and friends. And, yes, for film. That great, mystical art form. 😉