Thursday, March 29, 2012

Watching the first 80 minutes of a movie is overrated

I feel like I have to apologize for another blog post about my niece Martina. So here goes: Sorry to all accidental readers who hate children, especially smart, cute children with squishy cheeks. I hope you can find something else to read online. I hear the Internet is big.

Now that that's out of the way ...

Martina and family have been spending a lot of time here, on account of it being summer and all, and probably because a certain sister is tired of cooking for her family (no judgment). They were here again yesterday in full force. After lunch, Martina watched a movie in my room because ... I don't know. Maybe she wants my work to be extra challenging, or maybe she likes my bed. Just like me when I was about her age, Martina has discovered the comfy joy of surrounding herself with pillows and calling it her 'house'. I remember those simple days ... *nostalgia break* ...

Ridiculously cute
Her movie of choice was 'Lilo & Stitch 2', in which I wasn't particularly interested (Did YOU know there was a Lilo & Stitch 2?) I asked Martina to keep the volume down (she was in my 'office' after all) so I couldn't really follow the story even I wanted to. After about an hour and a half of work, I decided to take a break and joined Martina on the bed. Unfortunately (as it eventually played out), I caught one of the last scenes of the movie. Let's all keep in mind that this was a movie I knew nothing about.

In the scene, Stitch (the alien) was unconscious and Lilo (the ridiculously cute Hawaiian girl) was holding him (is Stitch a boy?) in her arms, saying 'No! Please don't go, Stitch. No!' This was followed by a lot of heart-wrenchingly childlike sobbing and sniffing from Lilo and a lot of non-movement from the alien.


I knew it would happen. I felt the all-too-familiar lump in my throat, threatening to make me burst into hot, painful tears. Meanwhile, I noticed that Martina was tense beside me. Suddenly, she covered her face with a pillow and shouted, 'I'M GOING TO CRY!!! I'M GOING TO CRY!!!'

So we cried and wet the pillows. Because that's what we do.

What I learned today: Martina is not devoid of human emotions and might be a sap like her aunt.

Another thing I learned today: Never stop working. Never ever stop working.

(Spoiler alert: Stitch didn't die. I mean, seriously – It was on the Disney network! Did you really think that ... oh wait ... Bambi was a Disney flick, wasn't it? So much for that.)


[Warning: this next bit has a spoiler. Sort of.]

The above anecdote takes me back to the time I took a nap in my parents room, just when Mama was about to start watching 'The Notebook' on HBO. I refused to put myself through that torture again so I went to sleep. I slept soundly for most of the movie.

Unfortunately (again, as it eventually played out), I woke up just before THAT scene. You know, when the present-day elderly wife realized it was HER and it was HIM and there was hugging and crying and ... you know what I'm talking about. The second I saw it, I started sobbing like I earned a living from crying at useless stuff.

One thing I learned that day: Never stop sleeping. Never ever stop sleeping.


So ... what was Lilo & Stitch 2 about anyway?

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