These Are Days

A rhetorical question I asked last night:

Have you ever fallen a little bit more in love with someone just because of the way she looked at you as you were walking out of the theatre?

And on that note, I will proclaim that I went to see Million Dollar Baby again yesterday evening, and I believe it got to me even more this time ... if that is even possible. Well, obviously, it is possible because it did happen. And I believe it was because The Lovely loved the film every bit as much as I did, which I did not necessarily expect but hoped for, mightily.

: )

My sister, however, called to say she was ... disappointed or something, I cannot remember the word she used; she said she was just was not expecting the last third of the movie to go the way it did, so she ended up not caring for it as much as she thought she would.

I told her to go see it again.

: )