tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233227024562434538.post3075156900913907836..comments2023-08-18T01:19:37.402-07:00Comments on the eyes of my eyes are opened: Thoughts at 1 month officially waiting...Juliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13790711152511868938noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233227024562434538.post-15789038309865957222008-03-26T18:05:00.000-07:002008-03-26T18:05:00.000-07:00WHERE did you get that nursery art? I love it. It...WHERE did you get that nursery art? I love it. It is georgous. I want it real bad. I refuse to buy anything yet or even finish the future kids' room because I will feel too sad looking at it empty. I don't know how I've gone this long in the ethiopian adoption blogosphere and not truly discovered your blog. I am reading and reading and I can't stop and I love it so much. <BR/><BR/>The first movie I can remember seeing was "for your eyes only" James Bond at a drive-in with some clearly irresponsible parent of a friend. I was like 7.QBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12958202392390845488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233227024562434538.post-11290582994267228032008-02-16T13:05:00.000-08:002008-02-16T13:05:00.000-08:00Only two come to mind:My first movie by myself wit...Only two come to mind:<BR/><BR/>My first movie by myself without adult supervision was 'Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure.' Totally.<BR/><BR/>I also remember seeing 'Pretty Woman' with the fam in Hawaii in 6th grade. Um, I know I was far younger than my siblings which may have made all-family outings tough, but 6th grade is WAY TOO YOUNG to see 'Pretty Woman.' I blame this on some major adult issues. Not really. It may explain my affinity for tall, sexy boots.Katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10766288071046288338noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233227024562434538.post-40783560290030552032008-02-13T22:29:00.000-08:002008-02-13T22:29:00.000-08:00I remember my first R-rated movie...."One Flew Ove...I remember my first R-rated movie...."One Flew Over a Cuckoo's Nest". I was pretty young and it was pretty heavy. I don't remember my very first movie though.Gabriellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10252131608288531059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233227024562434538.post-76025382952309797572008-02-13T11:10:00.000-08:002008-02-13T11:10:00.000-08:00Hahaha! My first movie? Bambi; i was 6 years old, ...Hahaha! My first movie? Bambi; i was 6 years old, and I cried my tiny a*^ off! So my parents weren't going to let go to the movies until I grew older. <BR/>At 9 years old, my whole class went together, to see Lassie. Again I cried my steadily growning a*^ off, and my parents decided to supervise my movies closer. At 11, my father took me to a documentary, "The Living Desert"; and when the wasp paralyzes the spider - you guessed it - I cried.<BR/>Never one to give up, my father took me to "The Ascent of Nanga Parbat". This was about a climb in the Himalayas, and I just about cried again, with boredom.<BR/>After that, I nver cried again; but I stay away from animal movies.Christianehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13476259719191745146noreply@blogger.com