Disney made a movie about me.

Of course, the fictional land that the movie lead hailed from was Andalasia…. but I figure, that’s pretty close to Andalusia.

Last night I went with a couple of girl friends to see the new movie “Enchanted” and left the theater feeling…well…enchanted, giddy even.

It was a wonderful mix of the fairytales we all grew up with, slapstick humor, romance, lessons to be learned and a little bit of holiday magic.

There wasn’t any harsh language, that I remember. There was no on-screen sexuality. It was just great family-fun that can bring out a little innocence in every viewer.

It’s hopeful. It provokes carefree thoughts. And it proves true love can “pop up” from anywhere.

(As a side note, we did dance and sing as we left the theater. It was that good.)

I’m hoping to see it again, soon. Maybe I can convince someone to accompany me so I can share the enchantment of the experience.

Then you can expect another blog about how it was even more magical the second time around.