Saturday my dreamy husband gave me the day off. While normally mothers do not get the day off - I got a vacation day. The ball & chain took the girls for the day while I went off to get my Breaking Dawn on.
Maybe you didn't know, but I am a MAJOR fan. Twi-hard. Major, people. And I know how ridiculous it is. I love their love, however ridiculous you find it. I don't care. I have read the books more times than I can count (yes I realize it isn't the best quality of writing, but you are reading this, aren't you?). It is one of hand full of movies (The Goonies, anything John Hughes, Drop Dead Gorgeous, Dirty Dancing, do not count) that I will see more than once. I will buy the DVD with digital download. I will see in the theaters at least three times. It's a sickness. I embrace it.
You think that's a problem? Get a load of the new problem I have on deck.
Maybe you didn't know, but I am a MAJOR fan. Twi-hard. Major, people. And I know how ridiculous it is. I love their love, however ridiculous you find it. I don't care. I have read the books more times than I can count (yes I realize it isn't the best quality of writing, but you are reading this, aren't you?). It is one of hand full of movies (The Goonies, anything John Hughes, Drop Dead Gorgeous, Dirty Dancing, do not count) that I will see more than once. I will buy the DVD with digital download. I will see in the theaters at least three times. It's a sickness. I embrace it.
You think that's a problem? Get a load of the new problem I have on deck.
Saturday morning, as I was getting ready to leave - I told the kid I was "running errands." This, is the truth.
Courtesy of Merriam Webster:
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I was on a journey to tween oblivion. I was going to get my geek on. I was going to swoon. I was likely going to cry. Smile. I was going to collect some good warm & fuzzies and stare off to a dreamy state of mind.
My swooning was interrupted by a little voice....
My swooning was interrupted by a little voice....
L: "Mama, where are you going? Errands? Where? Shopping?"
My well meaning, albeit dumb, husband: "First she's going to the movies, then shopping."
Me: {Totally silent.}
Me: {Totally silent.}
L: "The mooooovvviiees??!!?!? I WANNA GO!"
Movies to my kid is like a beach vacation. It's Christmas. It's fireworks. A movie AND popcorn? It's EVERYTHING to her. She would do just about anything to go to the movies.
Me: "Well, yes - we'll go to the movies soon, I promise. (We're planning on the Muppets at some point -so this isn't quite a lie.)
She seems to take that.
My well meaning, albeit dumb, husband:"It's a movies for adults only. An adult movie."
Great, so the chances of my kid going into school on Monday talking about how her Mama saw an adult movie this weekend. 90-10.
And just when you thought it couldn't get worse?
Hours later - when I get home from bliss (the movie) & food shopping (sure it wasn't the pairing I would have hoped for - but it was HOURS alone and that was lovely):
Hours later - when I get home from bliss (the movie) & food shopping (sure it wasn't the pairing I would have hoped for - but it was HOURS alone and that was lovely):
L: "Mama. How were the vampires? Did they eat blood?"
Me: {blink. blink.}
Me: {blink. blink.}
My well meaning, albeit dumb, husband:"What? She had questions. I wasn't going to lie to her."
Me: {blink. blink.}
Me: {blink. blink.}
Just when I thought "My mama went to an adult movie" was the weirdest thing my kid was going to regurgitate at school?
Monday morning:
Monday morning:
Me: "L, what do you want for breakfast?"
L: "Blood."Me: {blink. blink.}
We couldn't just stick with running an errand, could we?
We couldn't just stick with running an errand, could we?
I love the DDG shout out! And I hope your kid doesn't turn into a vampire. Blood for breakfast? Ha ha ha.
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