I would say that it is a bit much for a 13 year old. And there is some boots-on, not hidden under covers sex (anyone have a fan? ahem
). Don't know how comfortable you would be with that. And of course a lot of gore and disturbing violence. I'll say it again though, GREAT movie. Maybe see it with a friend?
I second her assessment. It's R for a reason, lol.
Yesterday didn't turn out at all like we had planned, did it. Yeesh.
1. Work was a total drag. I wanted to ring my co-workers neck for what I can assure was not the first time. Thankfully after tomorrow she'll be out for 2 1/2 weeks for surgery and then I'll be gone the weekend she come s back.
2. My Disney checks came in!! I wasn't expecting them at all. I had totally forgotten I had ordered them until I noticed a funky withdrawal in my checking account, did a little digging and it was the company we order checks through.
Now I remembered. Last week was probably the first time in over a year I've physically stepped foot inside our Credit Union. But I went to check the mail and I had a nice little box of checks! First up - Simba and Nala!
3. Went to pick up Frick and we made our way to the Credit Union to go buy our PH's! I was a little more than giddy on that front. Got a little surprise there as my uncle (my very, very, very strange uncle, I might add) was at the window right next to us. He kept whispering "
Jessie" towards us and it took me a while to realize he meant me. I hate it when people call me Jess or Jessie. Hate it! Thankfully he didn't pester us too much and went on his way. I'm not kidding when I say he scares me a little. But back to the PH's!! They're not vouchers or anything else we need to exchange when we get there, but are our actual PH's!!
Me with my PH:
Frick with my PH (her's has Donald Duck along with Huey, Dewey, and Louie):
4. My hair cut appointment was
supposed to be next up at 3:45. I had been worrying that the appointment was actually Thursday and not Friday, but she didn't call me last night so I figured I was in the clear. We get there maybe 15 minutes beforehand and Lisa (the family friend who has been cutting my hair all my life) is busy shampooing someone's hair. Uh-oh, not a good sign. Pretty much she tells me that she had me written down for 2:45, and my mood goes downhill fast. I'm used to getting my days mixed up, but not the actual time of my appointment. What the hell! We get back to my house and I go a little crazy trying to find my appointment card, and sure enough it said 3:45 and not 2:45. I know it's just hair, but I'm still pissed off about the mix-up. I
need to have my hair cut before we leave, and because of a vacation she took either last week or is taking this week, I know it's going to be near-impossible for her to fit me in before the 27th. I don't really trust anyone else with my hair. I'll just have to see what happens wen I call her on Monday because she wont have her appointment book until then (since we saw a movie I couldn't call her before she left the studio).
5. Well, the rest Frick filled you in on. So glad we ended up seeing Watchmen! I loved it.