  Chris & I saw Van Helsing, after drinks & some appetizers. I liked it for the special effects, but don’t expect great things from it.
The story line is a little weak. I think the most awesome part was when these guys would turn into werewolves. They would rip off their skin and their bones would start moving and shifting - it was really cool! I also liked the vampire brides and how they would immediately change into these gorgeous women as soon as they touched the ground.
I'd recommend going to see it, but again, don't expect great things. I haven’t bought my Mom a Mother’s Day gift yet but her birthday is the 17th, so I’m planning to send something halfway between for both events. I know that’s kind of lame and lazy but that’s how things get done around my house. Lame & Lazy. If I had a ranch, I’d have to call it L & L Dude Rand and stock it with hot guys who walk around bare-chested all day long while they lift heavy things so that they sweat & then they’ll need me to rub their shoulders after their doneeeeee – sorry, I was drooling on my keyboard.
I’m going to have to come back to this subject after work! My thoughts keep getting away from me and then I wake up only to have my coworkers staring at me strangely too afraid to ask questions. Well, Chris is graduating from his Level 1 improv class at the Upright Citizens Brigade. His show is this Sunday at 4 pm. I can’t wait to see my baby perform!! I’m thinking about making a t-shirt with a picture of him on it and that says something stupid (read: embarrassing), but I’m going to have to think hard on this.
I may have to tap my sister, Bridget, for some ideas. She’s a clever lass. And for today’s random question: What bones have you broken, if any? And how did you break it? Well, during the summer before 3rd grade, I was playing basketball on a concrete slab (that used to be our house before it burned) with 3 others. I tripped and fell on my right arm. It didn’t hurt until everyone started pointing at it & then it hurt like hell. Long story short, I ended up in a full arm cast on my right arm. A week after I finally got the cast off, I went over to my friend’s house to play.
We were climbing trees, doing cartwheels, running all over the place, etc. Unfortunately, I tripped (again! ) on my way into her playhouse & broke the same arm in the same place. Luckily, since my Mom was still in the driveway talking to her Mom, she ushered me into the car wrapped my arm in ice and then we were on our way to Shreveport to get my arm set again.
And finally, in the 6th grade, I fractured my left arm during gym at school. It was the first class of the day & we were playing dodgeball when, again, I tripped. I made it through the day only to go home and beg my Dad to take me to the hospital cause it hurt so badly. So there, that’s my 3 broken bones. I won’t even get into the story of the 3 stitches I had in my head due to (once again) dodgeball. Thought I was gonna say that I tripped again, didn’t ya? 
