Crying At Disney Movies?

Okay...I'll admit it. I cry at Disney movies. This weekend, I rented Mulan 2, just to see if it was worth buying (and I probably am or am going to ask for it for a birthday or Christmas). In any case, I'm about to throw a spoiler, so quit reading if you don't want to know what happens. When Mulan and Shang are hanging from a rope bridge that is falling apart and Mulan fails to believe that the bridge can't hold them both and Shang knows better, apologizes, and falls to his death, I cried. I thought this would be a one time thing, but then the DH pops the DVD in to watch it and that spot come up again and, POW, out come the waterworks! It's horrible. I know it's not the first time I've cried at Disney movies...can't think of the other times right now but...my goodness

I'll Take A Shot

Okay, okay...so I've been relunctant to try this blogging thing. Pouring my everyday thoughts out there into the vast world wide web and wondering who reads these things (oh, right, me!) and what good might come from it. I named my blog, my journal. Can't I just keep a good old paper journal that I write in before bed? Why post it out there? But then I think that maybe something that I write about something that's happened in my day might touch or help someone else who's in the same situation or having the same sort of day and smile.