Tonight Christina and I went to see Nights in Rodanthe. She asked me about it yesterday and I had NO idea what she was talking about. I’d seen the previews but I guess the name never stuck. Probably because of the RODANTHE. What does that even mean? She’d read the book so was all excited about seeing it. I’m all about a movie filmed and based in the Carolinas. We went through the drive through at Chik fil A first and I unzipped my expandable bag to accommodate our dinner. Snuck chicken fingers and fries right in!
OMG what a tear jerker! It was sooooo romantic. I won’t tell you anything to give any of it away, but my eyes are all post cry puffy and burny now. And it seemed like we were the only ones sobbing too. I don’t know how. I went through a whole stack of napkins. I feel like I need to go weep in my bathtub now.
It was funny too because the film has James Franco in it along with Richard Gere. And James Franco is closer to my age. But I’ve rounded that corner where older men are just more attractive to me know. And the younger guys just look like infants.