Date Night

After enslaving ourselves for a month and a half to P90X, Jake and I decided to treat ourselves to a night out. We started by seeing the new, politically provocative and clearly consertive movie "An American Carol." The reviews had me so curious. They were so biased by liberally critics who couldn't see past their offense. I was apalled that they weren't capable of doing their jobs and actually review the movie as a movie. Now, I believe I can do what they could not and give it an unbiased review. I was not offended by it, but it was not good. It was basically "The Naked Gun," but even less funny. There were a few laughs, like when they made fun of country music and ineffective terrorists, but some jokes were right out of "Naked Gun." I'm happy to support them because I am a conservative and I am opposed to monopolies in general like the hold liberals have over the entertainment industry. But I could have mailed them the amount of the tickets and saved my time. I think they spent about two hours coming up with the plot and made up the script as they filmed it. The Christmas Carol was done pretty well in the movie "Scrooged" but barely recognizable in this.

Next we put our names on the hour long waiting list at Toucanos and decided to spend the time shopping at Riverwoods. This was quite a distubing shopping experience. Being plus sized for almost a decade, I haven't really gone shopping. It's not as fun and who wants to spend much on clothes that you really don't want to own in the first place. Now that I am getting fit, I decided to give the latest fashions a try. We went into Ambercrombie and Fitch and The Buckle. Here's the news. I am still too fat to shop in those places. But I'm very close, I almost had the jeans buttoned. The girl said they had bigger sizes somewhere, but I told her I wouldn't want those sizes (because that's not my goal)and she quickly understood. So I began to shop for Jake. I was surprised to discover that the lastest look at the buckle for men is gay and homeless. To be more specific, tight in the behind with flair legs, very decorated pockets with buttons, and lots of holes and shredding. The look at Ambercrombie and Fitch is homeless pornstar. Not a pair of jeans without holes in the place and enormous posters of shirtless guys with their pants pulled down so far that it doesn't seem anatomically possible that I wasn't viewing full frontal nudity. I had only two choices to stare searchingly or avert my eyes. Of course you know my choice. Now the price is amazing and sad at the same time. Who is paying $150for a pair of jeans that are full of holes. Is this proof that we may be over due for a financial depression? Can we just not throw our money away fast enough? I know to some of you I simply sound old and out of touch, but if you've ever stepped away from a situation and then were surprised when you returned to it, like maybe an ongoing t.v. show or something. I feel like this is what is happening.

As for Toucano's, it turns out that we may have caught the flu from our children, so even that part of the night was difficult to fully enjoy. We were a little worried about straying from our diet but it's okay because the binge was quickly followed by the purging. So, we dieted the old fashioned way.