Why can't he ever pick a DVD I like?

Last night, I sent out the husband to get Finding Neverland from the local rental store. He was with his mate, so I was specific about what I wanted to watch. I knew that if I gave them free reign they would come back with a pathetic movie which would feature: 1) skinny, scantily clothed chics, cars and a stupid/non-existent movie line. As I expected, as soon as he got to Blockbuster, I got a phone call. ''They're all out of Finding Neverland.'' Great, my Johnny Depp -aka the sexiest man on earth -fantasies would have to be put on hold for yet another night. ''Okay then babe, just pick up any romantic comedy, but be quick,'' I said.

10 minutes later, armed with pizza and a bottle of sprite, the boys presented me with the movie of the night.

''TAXI

Good guys. Bad Girls, Hot Ride.''

I seriously should be a mind reader. I just looked at them with an ultra pained look on my face. ''This is the movie you pick?? How well do you know me? Do you honestly think I would want to watch this? It sounds like the title of a porno.'' His excuse? There was nothing left. I seriously doubt that from the thousands of movies in the store, this was the only one left. Anyway, I emphatically announced I wasn't going to waste me time watching this crap - but seeing the hurt look on my husband's face, I thought I'd give it a shot.

I lasted about 20 minutes. It was so crap.

Anyway, I was so bored I flicked through the blockbuster magazine and came across an ad for Million Dollar Baby. Now there's a movie I really want to watch. Looking at the picture of Hillary Swank decked out in her crop top, boxing shorts, gloves with her hair in braids I had a flashback to my kickboxing days. I'm not sure if I have mentioned it before, but I used to train at the local PCYC up tp 7 times a week. I've had a number of competitive fights, (called full contact martial arts tournaments because Kickboxing is illegal for women to compete in in NSW - more on this later) won a couple of trophies and was pretty damn good. I've also broken a number of bones, but remarkably never the nose. God I miss it. I really want to get back into it, not competitively, just to get fit and feel strong again. I'd love to train my daughters when they are older as it is so empowering.

Better get some shut eye before Eden starts squirming for a booby-feed

Nighty-nite.