So reluctantly,   after many pleases and much begging and pleasing I decided to let my wife have her way.   I suppose I'll let that slide on Mother's Day.   Initially,  all I wanted to do was sit down, kick up my feet, throw down some Canadian Club and watch myself some hockey.   I really don't care who wins between Pittsburgh and Philadelphia,   I just wanted to know who the Red Wings are going to beat in the finals.  

But she managed to say the right things, and I need to get my movies returned to blockbuster before they ding my credit card for the full price of $35.00 and some change for a standard DVD of "Lars and the Real Girl".   Then I have to deal with the counter rep next time I go in saying I owe ten or twenty bucks in "restocking fees" (which pales in comparison to the "late fees" I was paying BEFORE Blockbuster changed their late fee policy)

Upon studying the back of the DVD case for a solid ten minutes,  I slowly began talking myself into "romantic comedy" based on 'a sweet but quirky guy who thinks he's found the girl of his dreams in a life-sized (Real) doll named Bianca'.  The simple thought of the man pushing his Real Doll around town, taking her to dinner, church and the mall brought quite a smile to my face,  c0mplete with the chuckles.

Unfortunately, the idea got old pretty fast.   It wasn't a humerous "ha ha... I'm dating a blow up doll" movie...  but they tricked me and sent an "I'm crazy and trying to date my blow-up doll and why won't she marry me" in the movie case instead.   The idea grew rather tiresome leaving me counting down the minutes until the end.  

Ironically...  I still haven't returned that movie (today is May 17th) and I'm pretty sure I'll get the restocking fee anyway.   Procrastinating's hard!