I Was Going to Get So Much Done This Weekend

I See A Lot of Lawbreakers in the House Tonight!

I love a dance movie. Give me two crazy kids from opposite sides of the tracks who have to win some sort of dance competition by discovering their own distinct style--which, obviously, will require hours of sweaty practice and rubbing against each other--and I'm a happy girl. Step Up is a classic of the genre, and it is the movie where I fell hard for Channing Tatum. Sure, he's got an incredible body, super-sexy dance moves, a pouty lower lip that begs to be kissed, and soulful eyes that seem like they can see into your heart. But what really shot him to the top of my Hall Pass list is the fact that underneath the body and the lip and the dance moves is a goofball doofus. Goofball doofus is my type, and Channing Tatum is a goofball doofus who can dance. I really enjoyed him in last year's The Lost City, but it only gave us a tiny taste of dancing. When I saw that a third installment in the Magic Mike franchise was hitting theaters, I knew it was time to revisit the whole series.

This is My Superbowl

For Valentine's Day this year, Hubs and I did what we do best: we went to the movies. ICYMI, Titanic is back in theaters in 3D 4k and it looks incredible. If your idea of romance is watching 1500 people die horribly, I definitely recommend checking it out.

We're both big into Super Bowl Sunday, but for different reasons: he gets the chance to hang out with men and talk about sports, and I get a chance to watch the Puppy Bowl and a rom-com. Everybody wins! This year, the obvious choice was the new Reese Witherspoon-Ashton Kutcher comeback vehicle Your Place or Mine.

Potatoes are the World's Most Perfect Food

Santa's Stalker

I don't think I ever believed in Santa Claus. I think I was four when I figured out that Santa and my mom had the same very distinctive handwriting. It didn't ruin Christmas for me. Honestly, it was a relief. I've always found the idea of Santa a little creepy. There's an old man at the North Pole who is watching me all year and then one night he breaks into my house and leaves me gifts that cryptically represent how good I've been all year? No thank you. I've been very happy celebrating Christmas without him. 

Meta Christmas

British Accent = 10x Cuteness

Most of the plotlines in Love, Actually have aged poorly, but there is one that still rings true to me: when Colin, the doofy hornball, flies to Wisconsin in order to seduce American girls with his British accent and succeeds beyond his wildest dreams. In England, he's just a guy, but in America, he's a guy with a British accent. Whenever I meet someone with a British accent, I'm instantly charmed and inclined to think they are smart and funny. It's like a cheat code to my good graces. Which may have something to do with how much I enjoyed the new Amazon rom-com Your Christmas or Mine.

Haven't I Seen This Before?

Putting up the tree is always one of my favorite moments of the season. Hubs and I put on Muppet Christmas Carol and find all the weird ornaments we forgot we have. If you look closely at the ornaments, you'll get a good idea of our pop-culture obsessions. Our interior design aesthetic is "the toys you wished you had in childhood" and Christmas really pushes that to the limit.

Holiday With a Head Injury

I do most of my holiday rom-comming alone, as I understand that my tolerance for schmaltz is higher than average. I'm perfectly capable of laughing at my snarky jokes in a house by myself. But when I heard there was a new Lindsay Lohan Christmas movie, I knew this was a full-squad event. I needed to get my Christmas movie crew together with pizza delivery and a bottle of vodka to fully appreciate the ridiculous majesty of Falling for Christmas.

Holiday Movie Bonanza Begins!

It’s that time of year again! And by that time of year, I mean Daylight Savings Time. Suddenly it's dark by five and the outdoors have become frigid and unwelcoming. But it's also the time of year that my streaming services serve up my favorite genre of goofy rom-com: the holiday goofy rom-com! I'm here to tell you which ones to gobble up like sugar cookies, which ones to slice thinly like fruitcake, and which ones to avoid like coal in your stocking.

Eh, It's-A Italy: Seconda Parte

I’ve gone back to Italy for more! A month ago, I reviewed two Netflix Italian rom-coms that came out this year. Just in case you were worried that those two movies constituted the entirety of Netflix's Italy-set rom-coms released in 2022, I'm here to tell you that there are at least two more available. If you can't get enough of Vespas riding through sun-drenched wineries, I'm here to tell you where to get your fix.

Ehh, It's-A Italy

I have never been to Italy. And honestly, it's not that high on my list of places to go. I'm much more drawn to a misty Irish moor than a sun-drenched Italian villa. I prefer whiskey to wine and potatoes to pasta, and I've got a little too much American get-er-done-itis to settle properly into the leisurely lifestyle I've been led to believe Italians live. But that doesn't mean I'm not susceptible to Italy-porn. I like a good tomato sauce montage as much as the next girl, and I wouldn't say no to a Vespa ride through an olive grove. I don't have any fun travel on the books until next year, so I scratched the itch last night with two Italy-centric rom-coms on Netflix.