What is this? Another blog post? Sure, why not. I went to see Toy Story 3 a couple days ago with two of my co-workers. I was never crazy about Toy Story, and I'm not even sure if I saw Toy Story 2. Nevertheless, I've heard Toy story 3 was amazing, and people couldn't stop talking about it, so I wanted to check it out.

The movie started out with the main characters I remembered from Toy Story 1, but there were some missing, and it was revealed they were lost along the way. This reinforced the fact that I really don't think I ever saw Toy Story 2. If that's the case, that's sad.

Anyway, this wasn't a happy-go-lucky type of movie that I generally enjoy. Honestly, I hate seeing sad or scary movies because I deal with enough death, tragedy and terrifying crimes in the news, every day. The last thing I want is to see more of it in my free time. No, I want something that will make me feel good.

So really it tugged on my heartstrings. There were two instances in particular that I had to remind myself to keep it together since I was seeing the movie with two boys and I wouldn't hear the end of it if I actually shed a tear. The main thing that was sad to me was that it was the end of an era. I do remember watching the first Toy Story when I was younger, and I even had Buzz, Woody and the Racecar toys. It reminded me I'm getting old, and in the movie, Andy is off to college. I kind of grew up with the kid.