Fire Drill!

Believe it or not, I can't always think of something to write about. I made a couple of attempts yesterday but deleted them both. Sometimes the words just don't flow. Writers block. Although I hesitate to ever call myself a writer. I dabble at writing.

I went to a movie by myself yesterday afternoon. I'm getting hooked on going by myself. One rule that I need to stick to is to only go to a movie that I don't think Devin will care to see. I went to see Leap Year with Amy Adams. My review? Pleasant enough but I wasn't wowed by it. I only had one take away. In the movie a question was asked, "What is the one thing you would grab if your house was on fire and you only had 60 seconds?" Now when I read or hear that question I think 'things', don't you?

Before you read further I want you to stop think about it and see if you know what you would take with you. I'll wait.

(Cue Jeopardy music)







I can't think of a thing to take with me. Because I don't have any things that are so important. I would make sure that my family made it out and the kitties. Because when it comes right down to it, it is the relationships that matter.