trading stitching for a floor show

I didn't stitch last night. I'm off to the dentist today with my tooth. I woke up at 2:30 with it throbbing. HTB must have woke up too, because he ended up holding my hand. My mother found out how much Advil I have been taking and told me something is very wrong and this is not normal. We both know it was a difficult procedure, but the pain is so bad that I don't want to eat anything, and that is off. So I'm hopeful that my dentist will figure out what in the name of God went wrong and fixes it.

So, instead of stitching, we watched West Side Story last night. I did not know HTB was so into movie musicals (he loves Sound of Music, but I figured that was a fluke), but he knew all the words and was singing along with them--you have not lived til you've heard a 6'4", heavily tattooed man singing, "I Feel Pretty." I guess I burst his bubble when I told him Natalie Wood didn't actually sing in this movie. Apparently no one in this movie sang their own songs. He wanted to know why they cast them if they couldn't sing. This launched us into a discussion of the studio system. He thought about it for a while, then wanted to change the channel right in the middle of the last scene. I squalled like a cat! I told him he was missing the best part of the whole movie. I guess I looked a bit wild, so he flipped it back. I never really thought about how odd it would be that they used stand-in voices, I was just more impressed that you really can't tell it's not Natalie Wood singing, the dubbing is pretty flawless. And it was a powerful movie. It was a nice change for us.