I watched Dear John this weekend on Netflix. I usually don't have time to watch films, but it was raining so I couldn't go outside. It wasn't the best movie ever, but it also wasn't the worst. I shed a few tears near the end. (I won't spoil it for you by telling you why) I like how the two main characters ( I can't remember their names) John and I forget the girls name, wrote hand written letters to one another, it was sooooooo romantic! And I may or may not have developed a crush on Channing Tatum... God help me!
I can't wait for Magic Mike!!! Erin, we have a date;)