Weekend Wrap-Up

Why does every photographer have a picture like this? A better question might be "Why do I have a picture like this when every other photographer has a picture like this?" I digress...

What an emotional weekend. Lots of tears. The first round came when I got up about 5:00 Saturday morning, and with nothing else to do popped in the latest Harry Potter movie Jarrod picked up. He's really into that now, and what started out as Amy reading the books to Jarrod and Abigail at bedtime has turned into Jarrod reading 100+ pages a day by himself. Anyway, when they complete a book we then watch the movie. I never thought I would watch a movie over reading the book, but so is life. Anywho, one of the characters died in the movie and it set me off. I think I've cried in all of the movies so far, but this was the worst yet. I just feel a connection with these characters, and knowing how Jarrod loves them just makes the connection even stronger. 

Later in the day Daniel Radcliffe was on Inside the Actors Studio talking about the last Harry Potter book and what happens to Harry and Hermione and Ron after they leave Hogwarts and it was like my own children had grown up and started families of their own. Here come the tears again.

After that before I had to go to work the Ironman triathlon was on, and every year I watch that it gets me. NBC always does back-stories on some of the contestants and they always make them as sappy as they can, and it always works, because there I was sobbing again on the couch. I mean, if a 72 year old woman can complete the Ironman, why can't I? And the guy that used to weigh 280 lbs. And the guy with one leg. Very inspirational. Well, not enough to make me actually do it, but enough to make me cry.

So then I went to work and did not cry. Enough for one day. 

And then Sunday rolled around. The Color Purple came on and it always gets me, no matter how many times I've seen it. If you've never seen the movie or read the book, do it -- both are amazing. If you don't cry at the end of the movie (or through the whole thing if you're like me) there's no hope for you. I don't really like Oprah, but even she makes me cry in it.