Tuna Goes to the Movies

If there is one thing I really miss from our life pre-children it is going to the movies.

My husband and I loved going to the movies. If there was something out that looked interesting, we'd be there to see it. Some of our most memorable teenaged dates were in the Rt. 3 Cinema where we got all pissed off when they raised the ticket prices to $4.

Now whenever we have a babysitter, we run right out to the movies.

Every year before Christmas, we finagle a babysitter and go out sans children to go Santa shopping. It usually takes us all evening, but this year we were done in record time. So we decided to go to a movie. We parked in the parking garage and bought tickets but were somewhat early. So we walked around the mall.

We ended up in a kitchen store. They had this really cool stainless steel waffle iron that I've been wanting for a while. And because I'm a spoiled princess, my husband bought it for me. But we didn't have time to go back to the car before the movie started.

So we took our waffle iron to the movies.

When the hell did we get so old?

In the last couple of weeks I've seen four movies, and they could not have been more different from each other.

Apparently, my husband is a James Bond fan. I really had no idea. How could I be getting schtupped by the same guy for...doing the math...carry the one...fifteen years and not know that he loved James Bond.

James Bond is not really my cup of tea. Until now. Hot damn! How hot is Daniel Craig? Those eyes. That face. That square cut bathing suit. When he appeared naked my husband whispered to me, "Now I know why your friends liked this movie."

I was too busy drooling to reply.

I've also recently seen Happy Feet (loved it), Rent (eh *shrug*), and Adam and Steve (funny!). Could those movies be any more different from one another? Actually, if you stretched first you could conclude that they are all based on the theme of belonging.

Except Casino Royale. That was based on sex.

And thank goodness.

In other completely unrelated news, I really miss my husband.