Everybody else gave HER a retirement gift except me. I thought about a new TV but believe it or not SHE wanted a new little sissy mower. I wouldn't be caught dead pushing around this little thing but SHE loves it.
We see one movie a year and whenever SHE picks a movie with a one word title, i.e. Atonement, I always worry. This one, however, wasn't too bad. The price was ridiculous though. The 12:20 matinee was $17 for the two of us. No popcorn, no soda. All for the pleasure of being crammed in a too small chair with no leg room next to a total stranger for two uncomfortable hours. And the worst part is that it made me realize how old I'm getting. The damn thing was too loud.