friday night lights

the thing about monday through thursday is, friday always comes. no matter how bad your week is, no matter how much work your director dumps on you (hypothetically speaking of course), no matter how much the week has dragged, friday always arrives in full splendor. i don't know how friday does it, but it's  magical. on fridays, the air is sweeter, food tastes better, and time goes by faster.

husband and i have lived in arlington for four years and this is the first time we went to the rosslyn film festival. a few thoughts on this. it really was the perfect night. not too hot, not too cold, a light breeze, and fabulous company and the cheese, OH THE CHEESE!

BUT, it was a really horrible movie. uncomfortable actually. obscene. i asked the hubs to describe the movie in one word and this is the word he chose: crap. it was "election." now, for full disclosure, i love me some reese witherspoon. she is the reason that it is socially acceptable for women over the age of 10 to love the color pink - hot, hot pink! and she may or may not have been 30% of why i went to law school... (non-last season black pradas as a first year? where do i sign up?!) neither reese nor friday's magic could transform this movie. 

this friday was saved by olive oil, cheese, and above all, the great company.

this guy could so be the next 007. move over daniel craig.

is there any better to way to start the weekend than discussing the acceptable dimensions of an inflatable movie screen for your hypothetical nine acre lot of property? the answer is clearly no, and that's why our weekend is going to be awesome. because this is exactly how we started the evening. conclusion:  we will need a much, much bigger screen than this one.

HAPPY WEEKEND!