I signed up for a Twitter account, but I can’t figure out how to resize my damn picture in order to load it. I think I need to use Odie’s computer. I am so completely inadequate with any kind of photo editing technology. If you want to follow me, though, I’m @MrsOdie2. So, do with that what you will.
Last night, I dreamed that I was Joan Rivers’ guest at the Oscars. I thought it would be such an awesome VIP hook-up, but we went to some cheesy hotel ballroom and I ended up setting potato chips on fire with a lemon verbena scented candle in the bathroom. Then, in the dream, I remembered that Anne Hathaway and James Franco were supposed to host the Oscars this year and wondered what the hell had happened to that.
I woke up excited about the Oscars on Sunday, but simultaneously bummed that I haven’t seen a single film this year.
Mrs. Odie 
Get thee to the King’s Speech toot sweet. Brilliant film.
And the Social Network movie is totally worth a Redbox rental.
A friend lent me The Social Network today. Hopefully we’ll watch this weekend. If V can take a break from The Wonder Pets.
I get excited about the Oscars every year too and then wonder why since I never see any of the movies till after. The only one I’ve seen this year is Toy Story 3, and due to the fact that I have seen it 25 times and have cried every. single. time. I hope it wins.