This past weekend, I escaped with my friend, Mandy, to go and see New Moon for our second round of late night enjoyment. Okay, so the movie isn't exactly a masterpiece, but it's fun to watch. The first time we went to see it, we sat in the balcony theater. It was lovely. I truly believe that once you sit in the luxury seating with full service (including food and drinks), you can never
really return to the 'normal' theater seating. The first time we went, we had our tickets purchased a month and a half in advance. This past weekend we didn't plan. We just decided a few hours before that we should go again. We passed the kids along to our wonderfully understanding husbands and went to the latest showing. What we didn't think would happen is that nearly every sick person in the city would think that it is socially acceptable to go to a movie when they are hacking their lungs out with some ailment. Please tell me what part of a 'normal' human brain could tell someone that it is perfectly fair to go to a movie and cough so much that they can't even hear the movie just so they can pass along their sickness to the poor unsuspecting healthy people that thought it was safe to brave a movie in flu season? Seriously folks. I couldn't even concentrate on the movie because I was so sure I was going to catch some nasty bug and drag it home to my family. So did I enjoy the movie? Yes. I did. We both enjoyed it with our makeshift swine flu masks on through the entire movie. Wanna see the masks? Yes? Well...here you go...

It was funny in way that only two immature old farts like us could find it. Every time someone coughed we started laughing uncontrollably and raised our 'masks' a little higher. I also promptly went home afterward and commenced in a decontamination process that I can only hope was enough. Anyhow, though the acting wasn't great, the story was very close to the book and I plan on watching it once more with my mom (whom I willingly drug into the franchise not too long ago). Funny thing about that. I know that I watch these young actors and get all twitterpated when I see them on screen. Seriously, I actually giggled the first time Edward walked on screen. Yup. It was a real full out giggle. I didn't even know I was capable of giggling. So I feel a bit dirty-old-manish when I drool over the young characters. So I can't imagine what my mom must be feeling like. :-)
Anyhow, it was nice to get out again. I really am loving the whole 'movie scene' again. After two kids I feel as though I'm actually rediscovering a part of my 'self' again. (The-crazy-obsessed-with-movies self, that is) Funny story about the photo too. I didn't really think about this, but apparently cameras are not allowed in theaters. Later I thought to myself, "Um, duh Jessica." I suppose that
is how pirating happens. So when we took our pictures during the credits we were reprimanded by one of the teenage theater employees. Don't worry though. He let us off with a verbal warning. It was hilarious.
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