The "who I want to be" part of my Netflix list managed to make it to the top of the queue and after years of avoiding it, The Pursuit of Happyness arrived. I guess that means I have seen all the movies that are the equivalent of junk food now. Anyway, Sean was working a shift while I watched, so he saw bits of it and later asked if Will Smith just ran the entire time during the movie. Yeah, pretty much, and always with arm loads full of stuff. I got tired just watching him and realized that I can really relate to that part. Seems I am always late for something and have to go as fast as I can with Emily in car seat on one arm and Patrick on the other arm. It's even worse when it's cold and icy as Patrick has to be carried then and he yells "Pat-pat cold!" over and over in my ear. Obviously I look ridiculous, but wow, what a work out. Nothing like bursting into church or a meeting late, panting and sweating. And my arms of iron, so attractive. If only I had matching abs of steel.
