welcome to my internet home. this blog used to be cool, with insights about mental health, social policy, pop culture and the like. now, it's a chaotic collection of my mis-spelled, scribbled-down notes on motherhood (who has time to proof read?). it's over-ran with goldfish cracker crumbles, slobery wet kisses, and un-edited pictures. and i would have it no other way. feel free to laugh and cry along side me while I balance a practice (mental heath) and motherhood, and their interconectedness

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Dear Cedar City: An Apology

I have judged you wrongly. Kudos for showing one less viewing of very deep and meaningful flicks like "He's just not that into you" and making room for movies w/ just a tad more substance. Since my unfair judgement, Cedar not only featured Milk but Slumdog Millionnaire AND will be featuring The Soloist. You might be a little (or A LOT) behind the rest of the world but who's counting? Again, my apologies.


p.s. Yay for Slumdog! The Academy did well this year.

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