We have friends coming over in half an hour to watch 'Hairspray'. Which I think is my new favorite movie. Which means 'Clueless' is now my second favorite movie and people, I did not ever think there would be a movie to knock 'Clueless' off my movie pedestal. I mean:
"So okay, I don't want to be a traitor to my generation and all but I don't get how guys dress today. I mean, come on, it looks like they just fell out of bed and put on some baggy pants and take their greasy hair - ew - and cover it up with a backwards cap and like, we're expected to swoon? I don't think so."
I LOVE THAT MOVIE.
But now I have 'Hairspray'. Which is, like, the cinematic equivalent of chocolate sprinkles on hot fudge sundae. INSTANT HAPPINESS.
I said, "Phillip, you have to watch Hairspray because THEY want to watch Hairspray. Nyah nyah nyah!"
Maggie: "I'll just tell them to pick it up on their way here."
Phillip: "That's okay. I'll go get it."
Maggie: "But you have to put the baby down."
Phillip: "Blockbuster's only down the street."
Maggie: "But they can just get it on their way."
Phillip: "I don't mind."
Maggie: "DUDE. You can let them get the movie and we can focus on getting the baby to SLEEP. PRIORITIES, PHILLIP!"
Phillip: *stony stony glare*
Phillip: "I can pick up 'Hairspray' from DOWNSTAIRS."
Phillip: "MERRY CHRISTMAS."