I'm really not sure what neurons are not synapsing in my brain that would entice me to see this movie on a weeknight. Never the less, the damage has been done. And this may come as a surprise to those of you who knew me in my pre-baby days, in which horror movies were a sort of life-blood for me, but I could not sleep last night. At. All. I just kept seeing people standing around looking creepy. It never got to the point that they were killing themselves, although I knew it was coming, so that gives me little solace. I did, however, wake up in the middle of the night screaming at Brett. Please, come into my bedroom with me. Last night. Approximately 2:38 A.M.
Kelly: Brett, wake up.
Brett: What?!
Kelly: Switch me sides, I don't want the plants to get mad at me.
Brett: What plants?
Kelly: Hurry and switch me sides, the air is blowing them on me.
Brett: Are you seriously waking me up at 2 in the morning because of plants.
Kelly: Yes, hurry, switch me sides.
And I actually thought there were plants on my headboard. I remember this conversation, I was, albeit still dreaming, very coherent. Brett, bless his heart, switched sides with me. Unfortunately, so did the plants in my dreams. It's ok though, because I did what they wanted, and all was forgiven. Stupid, evil plants.
Anywho, for those of you readers who've managed to hang on this long, I really enjoyed...well, not enjoyed, but I really liked "The Happening". I like M. Night Shymalan because he always gives us a glimpse a few months into the future after everything...er...happens. I appreciate that, being a woman. I need that closure.
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Lol. I like horror movies/I hate horror movies. The commercials for that movie have been giving me the creeps for weeks. Then when I read in the review that it was the trees - well, I lost interest.
I once had a similar conversation with my husband, only I woke him up and told him that he had better not ever wake up and be a zombie. 'Cause , you know, you have control over those sorts of things. :)
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