Family Matters

I realized I forgot to post Saturday, so here we go.

So, My birthday was Friday.

I know what everyone wants to know: How old am I? While I tried to spend some time coming up with some iteration of "Old enough to know better, young enough not to care", I decided on saying I'm 23. It basically says the same thing.

Anyway.

I spent some time with my family. They came up and took me out to eat at "Oswego Grill", a decadent spot in Lake Oswego, Oregon. It was a last minute choice, as we were rushing to try and find a place before our showing of "Thor: Ragnorok" (More on that in a minute) and everywhere seemed to have a 40+ minute wait on some random Saturday night. Well, we go into the Grill in less than 20 minutes, and I have to say it was an awesome choice. We had a great waiter, who was attentive and always made sure our drinks were full. At the end, they brought me a free banana split sunday (which tasted absolutely amazing) and a card they signed. Blissfully, they did not sing. I couldn't have been happier with the amount of food, laughter and fellowship I felt with my parents, little sister, niece and girlfriend.

Then, on to Thor.

Now, my family seemed pretty wild about it, but I'm going to take a possibly unpopular outliers view. I...didn't like it as much. I mean, it was an okay movie. They injected more humor, they put more into the relationship of Thor and Loki. Events happened (no spoilers, don't worry) that changed the scale and scope of the universe but...I don't know. It just felt rushed, and like they were trying to hard to mold Thor into the same success machine as the Avengers. Well. Like I said- it was good, but definitely not worth the title of "Best Marvel Movie" many people are passing about.

It's worth a single trip to the theater, nothing more.

Still, by the end of the night, I had to say I felt quite pleased. I don't often get to spend time with Family these days, and it was good to see them. As I grow older, I feel more and more disconnected with them- not because of anything they've done. I love them, of course. Just the normal tide of life. As I start to develop and grow on my own their role deminishes, and that's startling to say the least. I feel like I'm the only one dealing with that, and while I know it's a natural part of life, it still feels like a hurdle.

One that, after this weekend, I feel wary to let slip.

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