I fully expected to have a report on how I liked the movie Brave for the blog today. Then my daughter and my sister wimped out on me. They didn’t feel good. They had other plans. It’s a girl bonding movie, people! My suffering husband offered to go with me, but I couldn’t do that to him. He went for a bike ride instead, and I stayed home in the air conditioning.
I know this is a girl bonding movie because of Tangled. Tangled became my all time favorite over the top animated movie when it released. Loved the romance, loved the humor, loved everything. (I’m a great big kid, sue me.) I saw it infinite times. On dvd from Netflicks, at the dollar theater with my hubby, and lastly saved forever on my dvr (blessed dvr). However, first I saw it with the girls, daughter, sister, mother. Girl bonding!
Yesterday was supposed to be another such day. Instead it became a ‘we’ll go next weekend’ thing. Bummer. Disappointment. Sigh.
Okay, I’m an adult. I can wait. Good things come to those who wait. Right? Right?
Today dawned and I’m over it—mostly. Waiting and disappointment are part of a writer. We learn to take the disappointments, absorb them, and move on. This girl is moving on, but she’s gonna hold a couple of family members' feet to the fire this weekend.