two hotties!…

little tobin: (sitting impatiently in waiting room) ugh i’m so sick of these nighttime MRI’s…
daughter: ditto…
(medical assistant comes out to gather us up)
little tobin: (eyes bugging out of her head, she drops in step behind him, mouthing at me & pointing at him aggressively) HOT HOT HOTTT…. holy HOTTIEEEEEE!
daughter: (trying not to burst out laughing at the unassuming attendant) stopppppp it! stop pointing!!
(he leads us into the oh so unfabulous waiting room)
little tobin: well hellooooooo…
daughter: (pretty sure she winked) oh my god!
medical assistant: (bewildered, like most) I just have a few questions for you…
little tobin: oh sure, fire away, i’ll answer anything…
daughter: (eye roll beyond all eye rolls)
medical assistant: (list completed) ok, we’ll be out in a few minutes for you…
little tobin: great! i’ll be here! ready, set to go! (big toothy grin)
daughter: you are killing me…
(he’s back to collect her)
little tobin: (she hops up out of the chair faster than i’ve seen in years) see ya!
(20 minutes later she exits – smiling from ear to ear)
daughter: what the heck you so happy about now?
little tobin: there was a second one in the room! hotter than the first! TWO hotties! i asked if i could take my top off…
daughter: but you didn’t have to take anything off…
little tobin: oh i know that…

review of Pacific Rim (first 10 mins only) & The Heat

(at this point we have sat through 10 mins of this “film” they are calling Pacific Rim)
little tobin: (in a loud whisper) hey, what the hell is this shit?
daughter: i don’t freakin’ know, you picked it!
little tobin: hell i did! this is so not for us…
daughter: completely agree!
little tobin: let’s ditch this crap…

(The Heat is starting across the hallway – we scurry)
little tobin: ahhhh, this is where we belong… even the seats are more comfy…
daughter: yeah this is much more our speed.

(exiting the theater)
little tobin: that was HYSTERICAL! so glad i spoke up so you didn’t torture me with that other picture…
daughter: once again it was NOT MY PICK!
little tobin: sure, sure… if you say so…

(4 thumbs up for The Heat. female buddy cop film makes our night!
ZERO thumbs for that loud scary movie with monsters/machines and a camp full of teen boys in the audience.. ugh)

 

Fun game – no brakes?…

little tobin: hey wanna got for a ride?
daughter: sure. why not – a sunday drive.
(happily jump in the car, coffees in hand and off for a nice relaxing drive – little tobin at the helm)
little tobin: (approaching a steep hill) soooo, have you ever played the fun game called “Try not to use your brakes?”
daughter: pull over! i’m out!
little tobin: woosy!

hospital fashion?…

MRI lady: ok, you just have to put these pants on then we’ll be good to get started…
little tobin: what pants? are they flashy?
MRI lady: excuse me?
daughter: cool? sassy? trendy? got some personality? she’s a fashion plate…
little tobin: yeah, something snazzy...
MRI lady: here ya go (tossing what looks like a tarps worth of mint green pant)
little tobin: nope – sorry, not at all what we were talking about… she has got to be kiddin’ me?…
(and the stand-off begins… at midnight, in the MRI room, on a work night)

Sex or Murder?…

little tobin: i came up for a great nickname for the cat! snuff box!…
daughter: isn’t that a sex act? what the heck!?
little tobin: oh my god, NO! who raised you? it’s more about murder. and you’re thinking snuff film, perv…
daughter: either way, not the best nickname…
little tobin: he loves it, i’m sticking with it. unless you want the cats back???
daughter: snuff box it is!
(happy birthday to little tobin from daughter & snuff box…)

wow! you look awful…

little tobin: why do you have a black eye?!
daughter: what the heck are you talking about!?  i do not have a black eye!
little tobin: oh yes, you sure do… it’s purple and black and dark and all under your eye.
i think you might actually  have 2  but your right one is way worse. i’ll be right back…
daughter: for the millionth time it’s just dark circles that i’ve had my whole life!  if you go get a mirror i’ll harm you!
little tobin: oh hush! i’ll just grab it, you have to see – i am SO right…
(scurrying to obviously get a mirror to prove her point that i must have been punched in both my eyes and not have been aware of it!)
little tobin:  look! they look awful…
daughter: yup and once again, they are dark circles! but thanks for bringing up a repressed memory of you spackling me with concealer as a kid!…
little tobin: oh please – i never did that…well never against your will…

review of the great gatsby…

little tobin: did you like the movie?
daughter: i was asleep for almost the whole thing…
little tobin: so, that’s a no?
daughter: that was horrible – snoozefest galore, did you like it?
little tobin: well the actors weren’t so good, the movie wasn’t great, visually i thought it would be more over the top.
But yeah i really like it.
daughter: not exactly a rave review.
1 thumb up… for what, i have no clue.