Oh ye of little faith

Dear Jeff,
     Please accept apologies for my lack of faith in your ability to close the deal today. I lost sight of your history making awsomeness and changed the channel to Return of the Jedi. For that I am sorry. But, to borrow from Mrs. Bennet, "have you no consideration for my nerves?". If you can't keep yourself out of situations that make me feel near to stroking out every weekend, you must accept some of the blame yourself. I will celebrate your victory after my heart palpitations subside a little.

                                          Sincerely,
                                                    Shauna

Cheese is good.

     It's September people. If you shake your head and ask me where the year has gone I will have to hurt you. I hope you got all your summer fun in 'cause it's in the bag. Done. Finito. Time to make your list and check it twice.  Numero uno on your list should read:  #1-watch movie recommended by Shauna. She is cool and wouldn't steer me wrong and is worthy of my adoration.

I'm proud of you for trying to live your life right. As it happens I just watched(again) the perfect choice for you and the kiddies to usher your summer out right.   

     It's a little cheese oozing gem called Roller Boogie. Straight outta 1979 for your viewing pleasure.  If you like short shorts, tight tops, roller skating, bad hair and Dick Van Patten's son yelling "Let's get the goons with the fruit!" then you have to watch this. Even if you don't like those things, watch it anyway. Seriously cheesetastic. Heavy on the cheese. I hate to use that overdone phrase but in this case I just can't help myself. It stars an all grown up Linda Blair and a guy named Jim Bray who, once you get a load of his chompers you will realize that he is aptly named. I know that sounds mean but, bray indeed. After that you will start to wonder if he isn't a little um, handicapped due to his slow delivery until you look him up and find out he was a national champion in competitive roller skate dancing or something(oh seventies! you silly. What were you thinking?) and should just get points for trying. 

     Trust me. From the opening credits with a guy and girl making out on a garbage dumpster to the mean Saturday Night Fever suited developer and Sgt. Danner whose blue short shorts, blue cap and white t-shirt with LAPD ironed over the pocket let you know he's a REAL cop, Roller Boogie will grab you by the shirt front and make you laugh until you pee. How can you go wrong with a pudgy wristed flute prodigy that really just wants to win the roller boogie contest, her busty friend nicknamed 'Twin Peaks", an emotional solo roller dance to cheer up the drunken roller rink owner, more sweet leotards than you can shake a stick at-with nary a bra in sight and lines like "So I'm a musical prodigy! Whatta drag! Whatta bummer!" how can you go wrong?  You can't. So get everybody together and just watch it. Your children will love you and your In-laws will hate you a little less for it.