DH liked what Babies was trying to do, but in the end couldn't give it a great review because:
...what Chabat's conceit of a baby-centric wildlife documentary doesn't take into account is that the babies aren't all that interesting. Actually, strike that— other people's babies aren't all that interesting.
other people's babies aren't all that interesting
Hahahahaha! It's true! But I still want to see Babies. Will be Netflixing it. Still can't believe it's rated PG because of breastfeeding. WTF is that about?
Still can't believe it's rated PG because of breastfeeding. WTF is that about?
Boobies are clearly deleterious to the moral fiber of the country.
At least, I'm sure that's what some believe...
My plan is to go see the matinee and zen out. Like if I were watching a 90 minute video on CuteOverload.
I just got my bridesmaid dress in the mail. It's...really not the color I was hoping when she said "blue". Sigh. I mean, I'll look fine in it, I look fine in blue, but...it's "cornflower". It's a really heinous kind of pale-yet-aggressive blue shade. Why, oh dear old friend, why??
Ethan nailed the crux of the problem. I still am fascinated by how other cultures raise their babies.
I am afraid seeing a movie filled with babies would just hurt too much.
Java, yeah, that's probably part of it for me too. Hugs.
Hugs & hairpats.
I'm exhausted and it's not even 1:30. Hungry. Stinky. But, I am sitting in Fluffy surrounded by boxes in my new apartment. Movers called at SIX AM!! WTF? Later he heard me say that on the phone, and said "we on east coast time. I called you at 9am". Um. No. 4 hours to unpack the truck. I have 2 of the 5 kitchen boxes done. The kitchen is my goal today. Tomorrow is living room. Need help in boxing the tv. Oy. Moving sucks.
Good luck, hon.
I am sitting in Fluffy
Then everything's gonna be alright.