Sunday, June 29, 2014

The glorious weekend.

Yay for weekends! All weekends seem to at least have a hint of gloriousness in them, don't they? A break from the work/normal week is so nice.

Friday night we went to the Creative Arts Worship Team gathering at church, since Kley plays guitar on the worship team. Then we came home and watched the documentary Science of Babies on netflix and I fell asleep half way through. I have a tendency to fall asleep during shows...oops. It doesn't work out well when we are watching action shows (like 24 or Alias) and I miss something quite important.

Saturday morning we slept in. I love sleeping in. I slept until 9, which is WAY late for me these days. I'm used to waking up at 5:45, so even sleeping until 7 is sleeping in for me. Which will be good, I suppose, that I am used to waking up so early, with this baby on the way. :)

Kley and I tried to go to the Art Festival downtown in the afternoon, but it was POURING rain, and most of the tents were already covered up, so we didn't even get out of the car. It was also raining last year when we went there. Bummer.

So we just left and went to Red Lobster for dinner, where we happened to run into our friends Dave and Lindsay from church, so we ate with them! It was really fun. Then we went to Edge of Tomorrow with my dad. Kley always says we don't go to enough man movies, so I willingly agreed to go to this one, and I liked it! It took a bit for me to get into it, but I did like it. Very interesting and captivating.

I haven't posted about movies in awhile, mainly because we hardly watch any. One Tuesday, on my day off, I made myself watch a movie while Kley was at class. That may sound weird, but I have a hard time just relaxing. I always feel like I should be doing something. I watched The Rebound on netflix. It was pretty good. There are a few inappropriate parts, but overall it's cute.

A few weeks ago, Kley and I saw The Fault in Our Stars in the theatre. I liked it a lot, but it's definitely a tear jerker. Very sad, but also good. Some people hate watching really sad movies, but I don't. Usually there is some redeeming quality that makes it worth it, and even if there isn't, sometimes a good cry is just what a girl needs. I felt very old in the theatre, surrounded by many large groups of teenage girls. The teenagers just died- loudly sobbed, gave a huge "awww" every time the guy did something sweet, and basically were drooling as the pretended the guy was saying those sweet things directly to them. I definitely felt way past high school, even though I'm not old. Still, it was a very cute movie. I tried to reduce my crying to nice gentle hears, instead of the huge weeps coming from all around me. :) I am very glad that Kley and I do not have cancer, that's for sure!


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