If you click on the picture you can see that I used my sweet photography skills to capture the fishing line in the sunset.
First of all - I read the book way before it was considered for a movie. Back when you could only get the hard back copy. ( Same with Harry Potter. I read it before it even made it to the US. My SIL brought it home from London and let me borrow it. My book club was one of the first in the nation to read Harry Potter. I am still proud of that. )
No big surprise that the book is much better than the movie. If you haven't experienced either one, I suggest you read the book and then see the movie. Or just read the book. Although, the book is much more sexy than the movie, so, you've been warned, or encouraged, depending on your attitude towards monogamous marital sex.
I realized that I am the Time Traveler's Wife half way through the movie when the time traveler disappeared for 2 weeks and his wife gets all bent out of shape. I was sitting in the theater with Roland (he didn't care for the show but was patient) who had just returned from a 2 week business trip. He missed the first day of school. He missed the father/son campout. He missed helping me in nursery. He missed back to school night. He missed the seminary open house. He missed Noah's driver's test and subsiquent license.
"If you don't hurry and take the picture this fish will die!"
Be a Locavore!
Home: the happiest place on earth!
You're in good hands at home.
Home: We're looking for a few good men.
Behold the power of home.
Home: It's not just for weekends anymore.
Stay home all week, that's all we ask.
The few, the proud, the homebodies.
Home: Lifts and separates!
I am glad that he has a good job. I just want to have less in common with the time traveler's wife.
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Note: Read the comments. Apparently the book was a lot more nasty than I remember.




