Today's not-so-favorite moments included . . .
. . . virtually every moment of this day. Yesterday I felt 80% well; today I felt 80% terrible.
Today's favorite moments included . . .
. . . cuddling with my kids (even though my back hurt).
And another thing . . .
. . . this day provided an interesting object lesson about needs vs. wants. I felt eight kinds of miserable, and desperately wanted my husband to come home early to help and provide moral support. But I didn't need him to come home early, whereas he definitely needed to be at work preparing for a big presentation next week. Some wishes aren't granted, and yet we survive.
. . . this post title is also the title of a teen chick flick in which Amanda Bynes plays Colin Firth's long lost daughter. It was fun in a cheesy, predictable sort of way. The best part was watching Firth rock out in leather pants in front of a mirror as his daughter helped him rediscover his wild side. Also, you know you're old when you have no interest in the hip teenage musician Amanda hooks up with; you'd rather be dancing with her dad Mr. Darcy--I mean Colin Firth.