Sami’s Blog – 2019 Movies
Popcorn, air conditioning and total escapism. Yep, this time of the year is movie season.
We have Aussie traditions at this time of year that include eating mangoes and watching the boring cricket and heading to the movies at this festive time of year where we are wearing stretchy pants and continuing to eat our body weight in left over ham. I would rather escape from reality than face the fact I have failed to lose weight or credit card debt this year. Again.
We are spoilt for choice for cinemas with our first Gold Class on the Coast. The Boxing Day line up is traditionally a date for the blockbusters. It was 12 months ago that the cinematic gods gave us Hugh Jackman and Zac Efron in all their singing glory in ‘The Greatest Showman’.
The big movies of the past year were ‘ Avengers: Infinity War’, ‘Black Panther’ and ‘A Star Is Born’. All brilliant movies. I have had quite the year for stalking celebrities. Not that I am one to name drop (I am of course lying) but brace yourself to pick up a super heavy names that are about to fall out of my pocket. Thor. Yep. Chris Hemsworth. Chris and I were hanging in the spa at Rainbow Beach. Matt Damon was also there. You may have heard of him along the way as he is trying his hand at acting. Matt was really just the 3rd wheel in the spa. Okay. So that is not quite how it played out and I was more of a drooling groupie stalker when I cornered my pray in the lobby area of the hotel we were all staying at in Rainbow Beach. Both lads then took their bunch of little kids to the spa so I started screaming at my kids to hurry up and put their togs on pronto, as we needed a spa urgently.
My kids looked at me bewildered as I have always told them spas are big dirty cesspits and you can get caught by your hair in the jets and drown. That’s their mum: Queen Of The Drama. In my rush to plunge into the pool with Matt and Chris, I forgot my 4 year old and my bikini bottom but we made it to the spa and tried to act as calm and cool as I humanly could as I rounded up my remaining children like a mother hen and popped them in the spa. And you know you hear those stories about celebrities being real jerks. Well, my buddies were the loveliest, most humble, normal type of dads you can imagine. And they were super lovely to my kids who just couldn’t believe Thor was holidaying in Rainbow Beach when he could select from multiple galaxies.
Fast forward in the year, and the star stalking kept coming as I was then lucky enough to travel to London for ‘work’ to cover the royal wedding of Harry and Meghan. We camped out for 36 hours in freezing cold weather in the shadows of Windsor Castle to see Meghan Markle and Prince Harry looking every bit the fairy tale as they elegantly glided by us screaming Aussies in their open horse-drawn carriage.
I of course made the pilgrimage to Fraser Island when the royals came to Australia to open the Invictus Games. I am buying scratchies in the hope I can fly to the United Kingdom to celebrate when their baby is born. I know. My own husband tells me I need a life. And if you are still back wondering about my missing 4 year old and bikini bottoms, well, I just went in that spa with those super celebrities in my Bonds Undies. All class! I genuinely left my baby boy in the hotel room in the chaos. He was just fine and no harm was done thankfully, but it is still a sore point between my hubby and I.
Happy New Year, everyone! May 2019 bring good knickers at all times, surprise celebrity spottings, and lots of laughing and love for us all.