As you all know, the Oscars were broadcasted on Sunday. Last year I mentioned that my Mom and I were possibly going to break our tradition and not watch them this year. It was a sad thought because we always watch together and spend the night doing useful things, such as making cabbage rolls, cleaning out some drawers, cross stitching, going through our cookbooks, etcetera. It’s a fun night to spend together with my Mom.
Usually I go out of my way to make sure I see most of the nominated movies so that I can have a better understanding of how deserving the winners are. Well I always get increasingly disappointment because, in my opinion, most of the movies that get nominated are crap. There are so many other movies that should have been nominated in their place, if you ask me. Also if there are ones that I do actually like, they never win. I just get frustrated. So I didn’t waste the whole month of February watching all the nominated movies. Yes, I saw a few of them, but they were ones I slightly wanted to see, not because I felt like I HAD to.
Anyway, I was holding strong and I was determined to boycott the awards this year. My Mom felt the same way, however, when I asked if she was going to watch them even if I didn’t come over, she said yes. Not because she necessarily wanted to, but because there probably wouldn’t be anything else on TV to watch. So I decided to go over to my Mom’s house to “watch” with her. Really, it was just to spend a nice night together.
Well you know what happened, we had a great night. Mainly because of Ellen. She was a wonderful host. She really is a funny lady. It was definitely the first time pizza was ordered at the Oscars! Plus Ellen broke twitter and we helped because we retweeted her selfie tweet along with 2.5 million other people! Haha. I mean what kind of host goes all out and wears this:
My Mom and I decided that no matter how bad the nominated films are, we are going to watch the Oscars no matter what. It’s more to spend a great evening together rather than actually watching, but that’s okay.
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