I Made My Bed, Now...
I was watching this movie, Jack Frost starring Michael Keaton and Kelly Preston. Regrettably, I didn't watch it all the way through because I was distracted by one of the lines that had me thinking about this blog. You see, Michael Keaton's character was married and has one 8 year old son. Keaton's career as a musician, was dwindling but he was doing his best to hand on to every attachment. Keaton and his son has one interest in common, hockey. His son was in a little league hockey team and that night was the big game. Keaton told his son he would be there after the band rehearsed. The band went into over time. The hockey game didn't. When Keaton got home, his wife, played by Kelly Preston, was visibly upset. Though Keaton had no excuse for being late, he went through the usually gestures and excuses while Preston complained. It was apparent that they had a bargain between them that Keaton would never promise their son what he couldn't deliver no matter how hard it ...