Last weekend we wanted to have a date night, because hubby was leaving for a five day trip. We opened a bottle of wine, caught up, and then looked for a movie to watch.
Hubby saw that Marley & Me was playing on HBO and decided we should watch it.
I reminded him that we have a labrador dog, getting up in age (who had a close call illness last year), and that after I read the book last year, I cried for hours.
His argument was that nothing else was on, and that it would be more light-hearted with Owen Wilson and Jenifer Aniston. So... I relented.
DUMB.DUMB.DUMB. More light-hearted, sure, at the beginning of the movie, just like in the book. By the time Marley was on her last day at the vet, I could not take it any more.
I got up and left the room with a box of Kleenex in hand. From the other room, I could still hear the dialogue from the movie..and it sent me over the edge. I started SOBBING. The sobbing transcended to UGLY CRYING! I just could not stop...for anything.
About five minutes later, you know who walks in the room desperately searching for the Kleenex box, tears streaming down his face.
Neither one of us could speak for a long while. We sat there lost in our own sorrowful thoughts.....
Date night had officially ended!
Next movie night: A romantic comedy or psychological thriller!