The other night I was really in the mood to watch Under The Tuscan Sun, because I love that movie. I brought up the idea in an overly cheerful voice, hoping Ant wouldn't really listen to what I was requesting but would just catch onto the enthusiasm and agree (it's happened before) but he responded in an equally cheerful voice, "I'd rather be decapitated!!!" So no Under The Tuscan Sun for me.
But tonight I am home alone, curled up nice and warm in my pajamas and already on my 2nd (and, sadly, last) vodka and lemonade and I can watch whatever I want!
Woo hoo! Cheesy romantic dramedy, here I come!!!