WELCOME 2019 – we’ve been waiting for you.

It is always important to know when something has reached its end. Closing circles, shutting doors, finishing chapters, it doesn’t matter what we call it; what matters is to leave in the past those moments in life that are over. ― Paulo Coelho, The Zahir

   YAPPY NEW YEAR!

For my Girlfriends:

“Time passes. Life happens.
Distance separates. Children grow up.
Love waxes and wanes.
Men don’t do what they’re supposed to do.
Hearts break. Parents die.
Colleagues forget favors. Careers end.

BUT – Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how
many miles are between you.
A girlfriend is never farther away than needing her.
When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself,
the women in your life will be on the valley’s rim, cheering you on,
praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf,
and waiting with open arms at the valley’s end.
Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you,
or come in and carry you out.
Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters, daughters-in-law, sisters,
sisters-in-law, mothers, grandmothers,
aunties, nieces, cousins and Extended family all bless our life.
When we began this adventure called womanhood,
we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead,
nor did we know how much we Would need each other.
Every day, we need each other still.”

“Anonymous”
Author: Unknown

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Feel-good Friday: Girls Night IN

Speaking of fun Fridays, last Friday four female friends and I got together for a little potluck, lots of wine and a much hyped about movie that’s been out for months now, adapted from a bestselling book that none of us were ever planning to read and now we won’t bother for sure.  I have to preface this by saying that we are all fairly sophisticated women, well travelled, adventurous and at least three out of the group are intellectuals but not me.new-trailer-fifty-shades-grey

Okay, we were all curious to watch a less than satisfying movie (that’s putting it kindly) because we all wanted to find out (let’s be honest) what kind of kinky sex scenes would play out.  All five of us really had no idea what to expect because that was all we knew of this movie. And of course that was all we cared about but we were hoping for a little more of an in depth storyline other than that of a young handsome (but bland) successful billionaire (with a secret and a well stocked secret play room) who preys on inexperienced vulnerable young women, one of who works part time in a hardware store and is not so sure she wants to sign the contract he puts forth before her……oh, hope I don’t ruin any of this for you.

So we watched embarrassing as it is to admit Fifty Shades of Grey which we re-named Fifty Shades of Dull. We didn’t rent it for the acting ability as if but even the sex scenes were not the least bit exciting – pretty bland actually.  That’s not to say that any of us find getting whipped or tied up to be exciting not that any of us who may have ever tried it would ever admit to it, but I’m guessing not but it was just plain boring.

Although it seemed like it could go somewhere
Although it seemed like it could go somewhere

Put it this way, it was more of a comedy and we laughed the whole way through. The best part was giving our own commentary to the actors.  We figured we’d re-write the script our way and change the dialogue so it would be more inspiring.  Our version would not be “R” rated and the lead actor would be changed to someone else like Daniel Craig although we’d have to do a casting call just to make sure.

Then we wondered how many women actually found this movie to be stimulating? Best word that comes to mind.  Also, how many women are experiencing less than satisfactory sex lives that they have to resort to watching movies like this for excitement – Anyone? but not me.

I give this movie a whipping * out of ********** – but it was a fun evening all in all and it went to prove that 1,000 critics can’t be wrong!

How many of you have seen it?  Ahh, all of you – just too afraid to admit it?