My #2 son is pumped!
When they say “what a difference a year makes,” our family understands. We’ve lived it in 2012.
The kid posed with his Cookie Monster goodies during Christmas 2011.
Looking back at my last blog post of 2011 and especially at the photo I used of my younger son (shown above), I feel amazed and blessed. Amazed at how much better my beloved baby boy looks after a year of somewhat normalcy. Blessed that he’s pretty much back on track, with his high school graduation in early June and college starting in August.
A year ago I worried that we wouldn’t see those two important events. But getting him to return to his public high school after the debacle of the online version turned out great for him. Starting his senior year in the fall was touch and go for a couple weeks, but he persevered and finished the first semester with A’s and B’s.
Even getting socks for Christmas made him smile.
Most importantly, joy has returned to his gorgeous green-gray eyes. That empty glass is filling up once again. The Mister and I are so relieved and remain hopeful for our son’s future.
Friends and family have complimented the Mister and I for helping the kid regain his footing. But we just did what all parents should and most parents would: We swam underneath him and kept his head above water until he could once again take strokes on his own. Yes, it took all of 2011 and some parts of 2012, but we always believed that our son would be okay again. Our faith in him never wavered.
Know what the best gift of all is? Reading what our 17 year old wrote in his blog recently:
“Holy freaking cow! This semester has gone by so fast, and I have to say that it has been a blast. I enjoyed all of my classes and had fun almost every day. I will say that almost every day was the same. I woke up at the same time every day. Then I arrived at school at the same time every day. Then I took boring notes in every class every single day, and then I would go home and take a nap.”
He liked school! The kid actually liked his high school!!
Happy New Year’s Eve, y’all!! Stay safe, and please don’t drink and drive.
“New Year’s Eve” features an all-star cast.
We almost didn’t see “New Year’s Eve” at our local AMC Theatre yesterday. That would have been a big mistake.
The critics panned this dramedy, saying it’s pathetic and not funny. Yes, it is pretty corny, thanks to feel-good director Garry Marshall (he also directed “Valentine’s Day,” which also featured lots of stars), and I could do without ever seeing Ashton Kutcher’s dour side again. But the Mister, our younger son, and I laughed a lot and really enjoyed the film.
Katherine Heigl and Jon Bon Jovi try to get their relationship back on track.
Any movie that features an ensemble cast of superstars like this one is bound to be pretty scattered with plotlines weaving all over the place . . . until the end. And I was bothered by several elements, which included Katherine Heigl’s awful dye job (she’s a natural blonde, but it looks like she was covering up the brunette from shooting “One for the Money”) and gorgeous Michelle Pfeiffer being totally miscast as a mousy secretary who has also-gorgeous Zac Efron help her complete her resolutions bucket list.
Sarah Jessica Parker talks to her daughter, played by Abigail Breslin.
But bugging shallow, catty me the most was Sarah Jessica Parker, who looks like a hag in the flick. Which wouldn’t be a problem except for the outcome of one of those pesky plotlines. I won’t spoil it, but I found it to be laughable and ridiculous. Sorry, SJP. No way, not any day.
“New Year’s Eve” is easily Netflixable but don’t avoid it if you’re looking for a light, breezy, and corny good time. Lea Michele, who plays Rachel on “Glee,” sings, which almost is worth the price of admission (especially at matinee prices).
And be sure to stay through the credits. The outtakes add to the fun.
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