Netflix In Bed Night.
Mood:  happy
Topic: Miscellany
We are developing a Saturday night family ritual which could be described as Netflix In Bed night. See, I put my foot down a couple of weeks ago and announced that we were actually going to start watching our Netflix rentals, rather than paying $17.99 a month or whatever they are charging these days to not watch movies. That, I explained to Ben, we could be doing for free.

So we have been watching our Netflix. Recently we have watched an ABC documentary on Pope John Paul II (surprised?) and A Funny Thing Happened On The Way To The Forum (1966). And the way we do it is to all pile into our Cal King bed of a Saturday evening. The boys never nap on weekends, so they are pretty much asleep by 7 p.m., and Ben and I get to actually watch movies that include things like cuss words and tits (well, preferably not too many of the latter, because I'm not particularly interested in them). Sometimes there is even nick-nick, on and/or off the screen!

Last night's feature was Dude, Where's My Car? (2000), with Ashton Kutcher and Seann William Scott. It is both incredibly stupid and hysterically funny, and Jennifer Garner was so not famous yet that she got fourth billing behind Kristy Swanson. And now Matt would like to close for me by saying:

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I'm outa here. Have a happy Sunday, and do lots of whatever floats your boat.