I’m at the movie theater.
Right now.
Like, this instant.
Watching Breaking Dawn.
Very likely loving Breaking Dawn.
Embracing my inner 12 year old.
For a second there, we were actually considering going to the midnight premiere last night.
But then – we all realized we were too old for that.
I have a bedtime after all.
(Actually, to be fair – Mrs. King did make it to the midnight showing. Pregnant and all. She’s kind of my pre-teen hero. I just couldn’t do it.)
So instead, the rest of the ladies and I decided we would just take off from work a few hours early today.
Yes, we used PTO to see a movie.
A movie based on a series of books written for little girls.
And I am not ashamed.
Although, I do think I should take this moment to point out that tomorrow night, I have tickets to see The Rocky Horror Picture show.
A live performance.
A night out with the girls.
For a little bit of adult entertainment and fun.
At a local bar, known for drag shows and outrageousness.
Just to counteract the pre-teen squealing I am probably doing today.
Right now.
Like, this instant.
Embracing my inner 12 year old.
ADSPACE
