Last night my friend Liz and I decided to go to the movies. We saw the best chick flick on offer:
This was most exciting for a number of reasons:
a) I rarely bother going to the movies – I find my own couch much more comfortable (that and I’m probably just cheap)
b) We got to look at Patrick Dempsey for over an hour without interruption (hmmm)
c) We had a social outing on a school night (craziness personified)
d) Half of it was filmed in Scotland. So when it got to this scene:
and this scence:
and this scene
I got to elbow Liz with great delight and say (in hushed movie tones of course) “I’ve been there!”. Turns out Liz doesn’t particularly like her movies interrupted by travel bragging.
Other suprising things:
* I’ve actually written on this thing most days (Tanya are you proud?) – although it has to be said outside words and the occassional picture I’ve no idea what i’m doing.
* Its actually been read (nice work extended family, friends? friends? anyone?)
* Its 9.30pm on a Wednesday and I’m still awake – must be some kind of record 
Oh dear, what a shame you weren’t there with Patrick when they were shooting the film….lol.
Now if Liz had been to those places she would realise why she now has a broken rib where you just had to nudge her … don’t we all OWN the places we’ve been?….I wish!!