Magic Mike

I'm not about to jump on the 50 Shades of Grey bandwagon however, I did see Magic Mike on Friday.  Not knowing what to expect, I had ZERO expectations for this film.  Armed with a size L of popcorn and a Slurpee, I was ready for anything.

Surprisingly, the movie didn't suck.  With a somewhat solid storyline, nicely toned cast of characters and appealing soundtrack, Magic Mike deserves a 7.  Channing Tatum clearly has experience as an adult dancer and Matthew McConaughey is in fantastic shape for sporting leather hiphuggers.  Personally, male strippers don't melt my butter-- but I'm sure for the typical human being, dudes in Speedos is a bonus.

To complete the weekend, I saw ANOTHER movie on Saturday night.  Ted.  A must see.  Hilarious.  Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch was stellar back in the day and thus, Mark Wahlberg is legit.  Additionally, any bong-toking stuffed animal is a shoe-in for laughs.  Not for young children, Ted left me laughing post-film.  I think my husband would say the same thing-- and he hates going to the movies.  All in all, two thumbs up.

Week 35 has been welcomed with some kick ass digit swelling and a pair of my work pants not fitting.  One trip to Target later and an afternoon spent on the couch, I am officially OVER being with calf.  I know baby Willis needs to grow more in my loins however, there isn't anymore room at the inn.  My uterus no likey.