Sweeney Todd

I went to the movies this afternoon. I love to go to a movie by myself. I don't have to share the popcorn or soda, I have the armrests to myself, I can stretch my legs in whatever way I want to. Heaven! Well, kinda...when everything works out, anyway.

When my kids were little, we usually had the "movie manners" talk before we went in. Y'know, keep your feet to yourself-no kicking the seat in front of you, no talking, sit still, and watch the damn movie. We can talk about it AFTER we are in the car on the way home. Yes, I want to comment on the special effects and why the hell did he do that?! That's what DVD's are for, right?

Well, I was really looking forward to seeing Sweeney Todd. I had never seen the musical and didn't know much about the storyline. But, its Johnny Depp, for God's sake! He could read the dictionary and I would pay money to see him do it! He sings in this one, so that was a little different. I liked the movie. The ending was a little abrupt, but, I got it. Definitely a Tim Burton movie. Very dark, both the storyline and the sets and lighting.

The makeup was awesome and I loved the costumes. Helena Bonham-Carter was good, too. Alan Rickman did a nice job of being creepy.

The only buzzkill was the woman sitting next to me. Normally, I sit waaaay in the back, next to the aisle or by the wall so that I have the area to myself. This time, I chose a seat in from the aisle, with two empty seats on each side of me. This woman and her son sat down on either side of me. No "Are these seats taken?" or "Can you please move down, so we can sit together?" They sat down next to me after the movie had already started. She had a big coat and made sure to hit me in the face with the sleeve as she was taking it off. Apparently, she was having trouble breathing, maybe an asthma attack, I don't know. So, out comes the inhaler and she proceeded to take a couple of shots.

Then, throughout the movie, she was either biting her nails or clipping them. I'm not kidding! She took out a set of nail clippers from her purse and started trimming her nails. I don't know about you, but, I thought that was an "at home" activity. Like in the bathroom, over the sink kind of thing. I moved my popcorn very quickly, believe me.

During some of the "meatier" scenes, she kept sniffing or snorting. Did she not see the previews? What did she think he was going to do with that razor? DUH!!!!!! When the movie ended, she stood up, leaned over me and told her son, "That was a thrill a minute. I'm not letting you choose the movie next time."

Why didn't I move to another seat, you ask? Cuz, the flippin' theater was full, full, full! I guess that I'm not the only one that wanted to see Johnny sing. Next time, I AM sitting somewhere that I will not have to deal with a bone-head.

IMHO, I think that manners should be a class required to pass before you graduate high school. Nothing makes me angrier than when adults behave in public in such a way that would get a child in trouble. I know that my kids have been taught manners and I expect them to behave appropriately in public. While I know that they don't always hit the mark, I know that most of the time, they would understand that her behavior was not right.

Books I am reading

Fiction--Death a l'Orange by Nancy Fairbanks-This is a new series for me. I'm having a tough time getting into it. I kinda like it, but seem to get distracted and can't stick with it. * The Blueberry Muffin Murder by Joanna Fluke-I like these books. The heroine is pushy and doesn't put up with much. I like to cook, but don't bake often. The recipes sound good and I've tried a few. My boys like that, too!

Non-fiction--The Secret by Rhonda Byrne (again) I love this book. I had the movie, but kept giving it away. I have the audio CD's and listen to them frequently. * The Success Principles by Jack Canfield-This one carries on with a lot of the principles from The Secret. Kinda like a "how to" book.

Another roadblock

What the hell is wrong with this world? I am trying to save my house. I am trying to get out of this hell that I have allowed myself to be sucked into. I get no help at all!
Ok, I will bactrack a little. My ex is three 1/2 months behind on child support--again! This situation has been going on for the last two+ years. While I realize that there are other single parents in worse situations, I am deep in the middle of mine. To be honest, I feel bad for all us. This sucks! BUT, I am slowly sinking into debt and financial disaster. I am real, real, real! tired of waiting for him to be responsible. SO, right now, I don't care about anybody else's problems.

I have sold everything I can live without. I have borrowed all the money from family I can. I have tried to make things to sell. I refuse to get a second job. What is the point of working myself to death and never seeing these kids I'm raising by myself? Where's the rightness in that?

I finally decided to make a withdrawal from my 401k. Y'know, a hardship withdrawal? They won't let me! I have to be actually in foreclosure to qualify. Qualify? WTF?!!! It's MY money!!!

I make too much money, according to the state to qualify for public assistance. Been there, done that. Don't never, never want the state to tell me how to live ever again!

Got suggestions? I need some help and maybe some support. If you're a deadbeat ex-husband, don't bother. I've heard it all before!

Virgin post

Well, to say that I am a pissed off single mom is really misleading. My family says that I have been pissed off since birth. Well, okay my mom does anyway. Whatever...
Let's see. I am turning 45 in a week, I have three kids and a deadbeat ex-husband. What a combo, huh? Onset of menopause, outnumbered and broke! The next few years should be a rollercoaster.
I'd like to find the person who said that life is fair. I would punch them right in the mouth. Its not! Sometimes, it sucks. I realize that there are no guarantees, no free lunches, nothing for nothing. But, I really wish there was something other than difficulty and hard times!

Yea, I'm pissy! You try raising three kids by yourself. It is not easy. Santa-daddy thinks he can help when it feels good to him. Yeah, multiple reasons he is an ex!
Ah, well! enough for today. We'll see where this leads to, k?