She has a habit of "pointing out" everything new we have every time she visits (or repeating what's new from the last time she pointed it out), which irritates me to no end. We are not materialistic people. We are finally entering that stage where we can have (what I refer to as) grownup things. Most of our college/early marriage furniture, etc. is being replaced by higher end stuff. EVERY. TIME. she comes over, she has to point out stuff. "Oh, is that a new rug?" or "So, what have you bought this time?" I hate the implication that I'm a gold digger, or something, because nothing could be further from the truth. After a few comments about our (okay, it's ridiculously huge, but HER SON bought it, I thank you) HDTV and how "fancy" it was to have a DVR (???) she commented on how no one comes to their house anymore because they don't have a TiVo.
"Oh, [insert her name here]. That's not why they don't come over."
My FiL cracked up. She just blinked confusedly, so I refilled her wine glass with a sweet smile.
In other news, Mr. S and I watched two movies this weekend, one a PERFECT example of how to make a movie that is riveting, frightening, and just plain GOOD. The other was a textbook example of how to MAKE ME ANGRY by the crap. #1, and I won't say ANYTHING about this movie to make sure that you aren't spoiled for ANYTHING. I knew nothing going in, and it makes it all the better. The Descent. GO. Go. Go get this movie. Go right now. Hogod, GO. Warnings: scared the ever-living piss out of me. I love it. Hit all those reptilian-brain parts. Be sure you get the original UK version. I'LL EXPLAIN LATER. (If you've seen this and you want to talk about it in comments, please use "invisio text" by changing the font color of your comment to white. THIS IS HOW IMPORTANT THIS MOVIE IS TO ME. Spare the newbs, yo. You can do that by doing this: <[font color="#ffffff">invisio text is kewl! My comment goes here!!<[font> take out the [. )
#2 was Lady In The Water, which- Okay, here's the thing. Mr. S loves M. Night Shamaylan, because he's an idiot, obviously. :) This movie was SO BAD, holy crap. Just- Okay, they're saving a girl named.... STORY. And everyone in this movie is a stereotype. Crazy Asian girl who wants to go clubbing with a hard-nosed, traditional mom? Check. Latina family with screaming, huge women who always are cooking? Check. Black Man that Is Not Bad because of White Guilt? Check. Drugged out hippies with Standard Hippie Trappings? Yep. The bit about the Actual Film Critic critiquing the movie as it's playing out (omg, a story within the story about STORY, whee! *shoots self*) was supposed to be funny and WASN'T. Nothing was. Nothing was scary, nothing was poignant, nothing was intriguing. Crap. Crap. Crap. Fortunately we finished with The Descent. And that movie pwns.
Today I get to watch Bedrooms and Hallways which is a gayfest with Marc Antony (James Purefoy) and Lucius Vorenus (Kevin McKidd) of Rome-fame. AS LOVERS. If you don't hear from me it's because I've died. Pls send my porn to my MiL. Hahaha. (I can't even TALK about Rome yet. Um... I'm tewtally okay with this new casting of Octavian. Oh. My. Laws. Raise your hand if you're shipping Agrippa/Augustus? Or the other pretty boy in the tent? Heee!)