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I Would Like to Thank the Academy...

I can't help it, I am a complete sucker for the Oscar's. I haven't seen a movie in months and haven't seen any of the movies that were nominated. Expect for An Inconvenient Truth of course, but I saw that live so does it count? One of my guilty pleasures is Entertainment Weekly, so I at least know who is who.

Despite my lack of knowledge of the Hollywood industry, I can't help but love the whole experience of the Oscar's. I can't wait for the cheesy pre-show with the uber cheesy "red-carpet" hosts, evaluating what everyone is wearing as if I actually know what I am talking about, and of course...the show itself.

My fascination can be traced back to when my mother used to have all of us dress-up in our Sunday best, fix our favorite snacks, and decorate our home with the life-size cardboard cutouts of stars that my dad would bring home from work. We would all have our own Oscar ballots and make the best predictions we could for not having watched any of the films. It is a golden memory from childhood and I found myself wanting to call my sister during the red carpet so we could nit-pick everything the stars were wearing, talk about what they said in their acceptance speeches and decide who has been the best Oscar host.

Instead, I settled with telling my husband about all the Oscar parties past, as he distractedly flipped through a magazine, and made him promise that the Oscar Party would be reinstated when we have our own children.

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