Well, Gage had a good birthday party. It was a gorgeous day. He got a sliding board, a trip to the Children's Museum, more bubbles than his grandkids will be able to use, a hockey set (that he took the stick to bed with him), the entire Upper Deck Series 1 Hockey Set (including Sidney Crosby Rookie Card), lots of books and clothes, and a ton of other stuff that I'm forgetting right now.
Sunday, Gage hung out at home and recovered while everyone else went to see X-3. It wasn't too bad. Sunday night we watched the movie Waiting with Ryan Reynolds. Also, not too bad. On Monday, we headed down to Dek's parent's house for a little memorial day picnic. Their house is gorgeous. Gage had a great time doing laps around the living room and running around on the deck. Then he got to swim in a nice cool indoor pool. He then proceeded to give everyone a heart attack by running along the side of the pool. Turns out when I have a push off, I can move pretty fast in the water. Imagine if I was a strong swimmer.
Monday night while Gage relaxed from another full day, Terri and I decided to watch Brokeback Mountain (provided by Tom's Netflix account). Let's just say that out of the three movies I saw this weekend, this one ranks 6th behind X-3, Waiting, the hockey game, a rewatch of Harry Potter 3, and the start of the Pirates game. Crap, crap, beautiful scenery, and more crap. There were only two sets of 4 reasons that people might want to watch this movie. Anne Hathaway and Michelle Williams appear topless for a brief second. That's the first 4 reasons for 1/2 the movie-going population. Heath Ledger and Jake Gyllenhall appear bottomless from the back for a brief second. That's the second 4 reasons for the remaining movie-going population. For those of you that know me, you'll know the homosexuality themes in the movie don't even register on my radar. It's not a shocking story. What did shock me was the fact they made such a huge deal about a "love-affair that lasted 20 years" and how heart rendering it was. Huh? First off, I barely bought the fact these guys were friends, let alone lovers. As for lasting twenty+ years, did people not notice that Gyllenhall's character not only cheated on his wife, but cheated on Ledger's character too? I'm not sure how that defines true love or makes a compelling story for that matter.
This was sad news I missed this weekend.