Feeling a bit better

My sister just dropped me off after seeing the horrible movie that was Magic Mike.  Really, it being a movie about strippers I wasn't really expecting much.  Not that there isn't any depth to strippers but that depth is rarely highlighted in Hollywood.   Sadly, there wasn't much of that in this movie either.  The dancing was great and I've determined that watching men strip is probably more exciting in person.  It made me want to go to Vegas.  I want to watch the male shows and the female shows but I think I'm more into watching the routines.  At that level it is more dancing than anything.   I mean any hot person can take off there clothing; it's what they can do with their bodies while they are doing it that it what's more entertaining to me.   The ending of this movie was beyond disappointing but my sister and I had a good laugh about it afterward.  

God, I just reread that paragraph.  It was all over the place just like that movie I just watched.  It was nice to see my sister and just hang out with her.  There was a time that I would feel so uncomfortable talking to her about things.  She was my little sister and I just didn't feel like she would understand but it's really nice to have that be different now.  I like that we've become friends which is really wonderful.   I wished the movie wasn't so late because I hate the idea that she's driving home at midnight after she's worked all day.   Hopefully she'll get home fine, though.   Thanks mom for giving me your anxiety.

My nose is feeling a little better.  Dave and I determined that it's probably the apartment that is making it worse.  The carpet in here needs a solid cleaning and I'm sure is full of dust.  I wish that we could remove it all together and just put hardwood floors in instead.  Unfortunately though we cannot: the downside of renting instead of owning.   Still, I woke up feeling a bit better.