The Picture Show

I love going to the movies, or as my dear friend says, the picture show. As a kid, we didn't go to the movies very much. I remember as a very young child going to the Skyway Twin drive-in movie, in my pajamas, and seeing "Song of the South". The "Ghost and Mr. Chicken" was showing on the other screen. I recall having a hard time concentrating on my Disney movie with Don Knotts on the other screen. I also saw "101 Dalmations" and "The Aristocats" at the drive-in.

We did manage to twist my dad's arm enough to see "The Apple Dumpling Gang" at the Palace Theatre in downtown Bryan. The last movie I saw at a movie theatre with my mom, dad and brother was "9 to 5". Good times.

The first time I remember falling in love with a move was when I saw "Gone With the Wind" on the big screen. It was re-released to movie theatres when I was around 8 or 9 years old. Our neighbors invited me to go with them. I was just excited to get to go to the movies and to be there with my friend Susan. I had now idea what was in store. From the opening scene to "Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn" I was enthralled. I loved everything about Scarlett . . . she was so beautiful. And her clothes, oh my! And, then there was Rhett . . . what a scoundral, but a very good looking scoundral. I still love this movie. However, there is nothing like seeing it on the big screen.

I have always especially liked old black and white movies. I check Turner Classic Movies on the tv guide each week to see what oldie, but goodie might be showing. Some of my favorites are: "Bringing Up Baby", "The Philadelphia Story" and just about anything by Alfred Hitchcock.

It is still a treat to go to the movies. When my beloved and I first started dating, we saw just about every movie that came out. After all, there wasn't much for teenagers on a date to do in this town then. Then, as we got older and eventually married, we didn't go to the movies much. But, when my boy and girl came along and got old enough, I had movie dates again. My boy's very first movie theatre experience was seeing "Beauty and the Beast". My girl's was "Toy Story".

Now, of course, they are much too busy (and cool) to go to the picture show with their broken down old mother. Guess I will need to find a new movie buddy.

Long Time, No See

I just realized that it has been a month since I last posted on this blog. I don't know if my absence has been noticed or not, as I don't have any idea if anyone reads this thing. If you do, sorry for my MIA status.

Life has been hectic in my neck of the woods lately. College applications (my boy), homecoming (my girl had a blast), football games (Crosstown Showdown), a birthday (my beloved turned 47), and work, work, and more work have taken up my time. I am ready for some "normal" life to resume (whatever that is). Luckily, we have been on a pretty even keel over the last month. Translation . . . no disasters.

All except for one, that is. Our much loved cat, Morgan, disappeared late last week and there is not a trace of her to be found. We all loved that feline. Even those of us that claimed that we didn't (my beloved). She was always good for a laugh. So, we are heart broken at my house at the moment. Morgan actually belonged to my girl, but we all fell in love with her. My girl is handling it well. My boy is sad, but isn't letting it get him down. My beloved just keeps looking for the cat. And, me? I just tear up every time I think about Morgan Von Bad Cat. I didn't realize just how hung up on her that I was. Never fancied myself as a "cat person" always thought I was more of a canine kind of gal. Guess we learn something new about ourselves every once in a while.