Yesterday my husband and I were going to take our daughter, 7, to see Captain Marvel. At the last minute she decides she would rather stay home to play Legos. Legos are important to her. She doesn’t get as much time as she’d like to build with them during the school week, so she’d actually would rather stay inside most weekends so she can play with them. We gave her a few opportunities to change her mind, but she turned us down. My parents were already close by and set to watching the other two kids so they told us to just go and have fun.
Bless them! Watching all three kids, even if she’s older, makes for a handful, especially with the baby having a little cold.
Flash forward to the movie theater. We live in a small town so I bought the tickets online but we had no issues finding a seat before it started.
Now, without any spoilers, the movie was fantastic. I LITERALLY needed napkins for some wet eye action at the Marvel opening tribute to Stan Lee. You’ll see why when you watch it yourself. They did a good job at honoring his memory in this movie. I got seriously emotional in a couple particular scenes and I am NOT a crier in theaters. I would rather pluck my eyelashes out than let a stranger see me cry. Too dramatic? It feels true, lol. Anyways, you’ll probably see why later. This movie really was made for women, all kinds, all ages I feel. I was sad my daughter didn’t come with us but I’m still holding out hope that she will go with me to see it again another day. 🤞🏻
The end of credits’ scenes that Marvel is famous for did NOT disappoint. It made me clap a little and, as my husband says, I “Geeked Out.” LOL
It really tied in some of the tiny lose ends, unexplained storylines and stuff for the other Avengers movies. It also makes me want to get an orange cat, again, and name it Goose. ❤️ 🐈
Waiting for the END of Credits scene, a group of men, grown men, sitting behind me, started chatting with each other and one said, “If Tony Stark could knock her down a little, I’d like her powers a little more.” I really don’t know what he meant by that, as I wasn’t a part of the conversation, but I didn’t miss the whole “knocking her down” a peg remark. I very nearly turned around to let the dude have it but I knew my husband would never forgive me. He’s a quiet feminist. He would really rather those sorts of battles be fought quietly/peacefully. He is an undercover introvert.
I kept to myself, but I could tell they weren’t joking, the other guys mumbled agreement and I stopped listening. I was really upset though. How can you come into a movie like this, have watched it and seen what I just did and say something like that?! Even IF, lets say IF, it was a joke, it was NOT done so in a funny manner and I hope next time the dude talks quieter.
I loved the movie though. So much so, that I know we will be seeing it at least one more time in the theater and buying it with it comes out on Digital.
And now back to today. Daylight savings day. It sucks. It doesn’t normally doesn’t bother me, really. But this morning my son woke up at official time 4AM, 3AM to my body. And the baby had kept us up until 11:30PM the night before. Sooo, I’m tired. I ordered groceries and they are on their way now. As soon as they deliver, I am putting myself to bed and checking out. The husband will tag in and I will plug in my earplugs for a couple hours, hopefully. I am even going to close the door!!! (We usually have to keep it open for the cat.).
Everyone have a great day today and hope you all get a nap, a shower/ bath, an hour with God if you need it, a snuggle with your babies or a good read from a new book/script. Enjoy it!