Thursday, August 10, 2006
Pooper scooper and super duper
In movie news:
Scoop sucked. That's my opinion, even though I love Woody and entered the multiplex with low expectations. Watching the lameness made me feel sorry for the Woodman. It's like he's become one of those old men at the community center who tell the same stories over and over. While Hugh Jackman did a decent Rupert Everett impression and Woody and Scarlett's warm affection for each other is sweet, the story was slim and the jokes even thinner. I'm hoping Woody can make it up to me when I go hear his New Orleans jazz band play in December. I never made it to Michael's in Manhattan to see his Monday night residency, but this will be the next best thing.
In personal news:
I became an aunt for the first time, which is one of the most amazingly cool and mind-blowing things to ever happen to me. And I helped deliver my nephew, which made it even more intense. Oh, no, I wasn't in the catching position. I just helped my sister push by making like a yoga instructor.
Since I can't even watch ER without getting queasy, I didn't know if I could make it through the all-night process. But it all worked out well and I'm currently obsessed with the tot. I can't believe my little sister made a little person. And I can't believe how traumatic the birthing process is on baby and mom. Contortions all around. I have a new admiration for mothers. And a new comradeship with my fellow aunts. And a new competitiveness with anyone who questions his status as cutest baby ever.