Wednesday, August 22, 2007

 

movies and my bad

So yesterday I had the bright idea to take the kids to lunch and the movies. I really don't do the movies... out with them although we frequently watch movies at home. Michael likes to see most of the movies the kids want to see that in are in theatres so that is good for me.

But I didn't do a vacation with the kids this summer and this being their last week before school I wanted to do a little something special. They really like going out to eat and I do too so it something I try to do at least once a month.

So I wanted to see the Bourne Ultimatum. I have seen the other two movies and while I don't usually like violence, I have liked this series. It got good reviews and was PG 13.

Neither of the kids wanted to see it. Ugh. I said fine, we can see Superbad. It has also gotten good reviews and I told them the plot was based around underage drinkers trying to get alcohol and how that would not be something they could ever do. cough.

Well after a lovely lunch at a too pricey place, we headed for the movies. After the first five minutes I realized that while the clerk said it was okay for kids to see this R rated move with me, it wasn't that bad, this was a big mistake. I cringed when they talked about foot and pee fetishes. I don't know when I learned about this stuff but I don't think I was 11. Maybe I was. But my 11 year old likes to screw with people and that is all I need. Honestly, I don't think he got it though.

My 14 year old pretty quickly made it clear he didn't want to stay for the the movie. He is a real prude. I believe going into high school he was old enough for it but he just didn't like it.

Well, the movie I wanted to see that just had plain old violence was already too far gone so we went in to see the Simpsons and waited until that started.

I was cranky. I have never really watched the Simpsons. But overall it was okay. There were plenty of risque parts in that movie and there were little, little kids in the theatre.

Oh who cares. Society is shot anyway. And we got out of the house.

And so it goes.

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