Author's Note: Seeing as how I spent most of the night and early morning on the phone with airlines, trying desperately to get rebooked for my flight home today, this post will most certainly not do justice to the wonder and amazement that was Rocky Balboa. Sorry.
The most anticipated moment of the year for me finally arrived yesterday, when I got to the theater an hour early to get in line for the perfect seats with Brother Bone. We snuck in food from Subway, and settled into our perfect seats, stupid grins on our faces.
I'm not kidding when I say that I smiled through the entire film. This movie was everything and so much more than I hoped for. I had goosebumps, I laughed, I cried, I glared at the kid next to me for kicking the railing the whole time...but I was not to be deterred. I loved loved LOVED this movie. I didn't even mind Rocky's varicose veins because his biceps were as big around as my head.
And I really did cry at the end.
I apologize for the lack of wit and clever dialogue in this post, but I wanted to get the word out as quickly as I could, while simultaneously packing my bags for Philadelphia. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that I'll get there in one piece. In the mean time - go see this movie, Andi Mae and Adam!!
Final Feliz Navidad Total: 36