Tonight Jess and I sat and watched “The Notebook” (PG-13). We had been “told” to watch this movie ever since it first released in theaters, but I tried my best to avoid any situation where it would be possible.
The other day, my buddy Kory told us on the phone that he had seen it and that we had to see it if we hadn’t already.
Tonight I went to Blockbuster to rent “Kingdom of Heaven” and came home with both. (What a nice guy, huh?)
Jess was so excited that I rented it that I had to give in further and watch it tonight with my wonderful wife.
I’m almost embarrassed to write this: I was a hurting man at the end of the movie. Tears? Yes. Lump in my throat? Yes. Ready to break down and sob like a 3-year-old? Yes.
Unbelievable that a movie can bring out such emotion in me.
If you’ve seen “The Notebook” you probably know what I’m talking about. If not, you are wondering about my manhood – and I’m okay with that.
It was a great love story. It had its flaws.
It was an amazing love story. And that’s about all I can say about that without turning this Blog into something that I’d be ashamed of.
If you need help like I did to “change the subject” after the movie, read these goofs that took place.
