I have a strange affliction. I can't seem to go to a movie without crying at the cheesiest of sentimental moments. I mean when I finish "Beverly Hills Chihuahua" with a cry tally of three, there is something wrong with me. My friend (whom I might add is the one that wanted to see that movie, not me) just laughed at me and I laughed along wondering why I cry at every B movie cornball moment. Next week "Madagascar 2" is playing at our local theatre so I expect I'll need to buy a new mini pack of tissues for my purse. Aren't hormones fun?
Sunday, November 09, 2008
Tear Jerker
I have a strange affliction. I can't seem to go to a movie without crying at the cheesiest of sentimental moments. I mean when I finish "Beverly Hills Chihuahua" with a cry tally of three, there is something wrong with me. My friend (whom I might add is the one that wanted to see that movie, not me) just laughed at me and I laughed along wondering why I cry at every B movie cornball moment. Next week "Madagascar 2" is playing at our local theatre so I expect I'll need to buy a new mini pack of tissues for my purse. Aren't hormones fun?
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Not so long ago you couldn't make me cry. Now, that's all I seem to do~ Horror-Mones is what I call them. :)
I'm gonna venture out and say that seeing Beverly Hills Chihuahua means that there's something wrong with you.
OMG! Loved "Pistol Packing Mama!" What a hoot :)
kfarmer - "horror-mones" is right! Glad you liked that song. I like the old 30's/40's country music.
actonbell - So you're the other one sniffling in the theatre. ;)
Sornie - lol! Hey! It wasn't my idea to go. :)
Alicia's a crier too. Don't feel bad. :)
oh man...is this what i have to look forward to???
oh and your jeopardy job? too funny. i can just see alex looking perplexed over that!
I bawled at last Thursday's "Grey's." Before that it was "Dogtown" on National Geographic channel because one of the ladies had to give up her foster dog.
I cried three times at High School Musical 3. What's great about being "of a certain age" is that I don't care. I'm all taking off my glasses, throwing them in my lap, and rubbing my eyes crazily.
I have been feeling emotionally labile (I love that word) in the runup to the election and it is lingering.
And just think...you laughed at me and mom the first half of "Gone With the Wind" because we were crying... I seem to recall handing over a tissue during the burning of Atlanta!
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