Sometimes the breath of inSpiration comes in the form of the most improbable and simply silly scenes. This time it was a singing/dancing sequence from the Meryl Streep Mamma Mia! movie. My husband and I started the movie the other night after several days of working hard at keeping all the balls in the air and rotating gracefully. We plopped down on the sofa with very serious faces and sat through the first fifteen minutes convinced that the movie was the most ridiculous thing we'd ever seen. The singing was off track with the lips, the energy from the actors was this constant high buzz that never dropped to allow us time to engage, and the background was, at one point, the cheesy background of a movie playing behind a moving car. Exhaustion, more than anything else, kept us tied to the screen, both of us entirely too tired to make a different decision. At one point we each looked at each other silently questioning if it was too early to just go to bed. And then came the ...
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