Easter Sunday with Robots
For Easter Sunday, I wore my orange flowered dress to Church. I had just bought this cute little orange flower pin and earing set from Avon . It matched perfectly. I even painted my nails orange.
So all the fancy dressing up for Easter Sunday did make me run late. But not that late, I swear. I needed to be there at 10 am to help with ushering. "Ok, I can make it" I told myself. Well, instead of running late and rushing... I should have left at least 15 minutes earlier. Because I forgot about all the people who only go to church on Christmas and Easter. I think they are called "Cheasters". And their cars were all in the parking lot. With no where for me to park.
The parking lot guy said "Just wait 15 minutes, spots will start to open up" (from the earlier service in another building letting out). "No" I frantically replied, "I am late for ushering !!!" He just shrugged.
So I go burning rubber around the church building. Up Gower, down Franklin. Trying to find a side street with parking. Everything is taken. I finally decide I will just try the other side of Hollywood Blvd. And where do I see plenty of opened parking ?!? Right smack in front of the building on Hollywood Blvd. I never saw it before. But it stuck out like a sore thumb. Right in front of the flippin' building where the church meets. I tore my tires up for nothin' .
Easter Service was wonderful. I actually like directing the parishioners, and helping people find a place to sit. No one likes to sit in the front. But the back fills up quickly, so you have to lead them to where the seats are. I like being helpful when I am there. And not letting big groups of people clump up in the back of church.
 | I was feeling alittle guilty about giving into my movie addiction on Easter Sunday. So I decided I would compromise, and just not see anything to out of sync with the holiday. So I decided to see Robots . At least it wasn't a slash 'em up blood and guts movie. I was choosing a nice clean Family film for the holiday. Okay, and it was just that. It was cute. It was enjoyable. Now, I remember when I saw Ice Age and Shrek both those movies moved me in some way. I remember holding back the tears during Ice Age - didn't some little penguin lose his mother, or die or something ? It made me cry. And then just the entire message of Shrek about beauty being skin deep, left me feeling so wonderful inside. Robots was cute. It was enjoyable. |
Rude Person of the Weekend #2 :
So towards the end of the movie (when you really don't want to get up and leave to find an usher), there is a woman - a total stranger - sitting to my right with one seat between us. She puts her left foot on the seat, drapes her right foot over her knee. And starts to massage her foot. No shoes. No socks. Big stinky foot. One seat away. After the movie is over, she puts her socks and shoes back on.
What is wrong with people these days ? This is Hollywood - have some class. And get your stinky feet out of my face.
And what is wrong with me ? I worry if I move over another seat or two, I will offend the women with the big stinky feet.
Okay, so after the movie is over - I discover that I can't find my parking ticket. Its vanished. I retrace my steps. Check with Lost and Found. Check with the ushers at the theatre. No ticket stub anywhere. It probably fell while I was getting my caramel corn. $6 for parking for one movie. Six dollars. So be a Dear and click an Amazon link and buy a book, dvd, or CD ... and help me pay for my parking cost.
Oh, and.... Happy Easter to All.
