You know that moment when you make a declaration public,
for all the universe to hear,
and then universe decides she wants to test you
{are you really going to choose to be happy?}
just to see what you're really about?
No?
Well, here's an example
Saturday night Matt and I planned a simple dinner and a movie...
The Campaign was playing and we thought a laugh followed by the best burger in town would be the perfect way to spend our evening.
Matt returned home from work and did a quick costume change so his driver could take us to the mall and he could sneak in a quick hair cut before showtime.
En route to the mall we encountered a parade of woman in the back of trucks {???literally, it was a parade and the police blocked the streets???} so we had to take a detour. Running a little later than we anticipated, we quickly purchased our movie tickets, stating the title of the movie,
Loco para los Votos at 6:20.
We chose our premiere assigned seats, Matt handed me the tickets, I immediately placed them in that little pocket in the front of my purse, and he ran in to get his hair did.
That's him.
Getting his hair did.
Meanwhile I did a lot of people watching, spotted my first Christmas tree, and never took a second glance at our tickets.
Matt finished with a few moments to spare, we purchased some popcorn and entered the theatre. The previews were in progress so we had to be escorted by a man with a flashlight.
We sat down, got comfy, and immediately dug into the popcorn.
It was the perfect Saturday night, until it wasn't.
That moment when the previews are over and your movie begins...
where you await the first scene,
in this case I imagined a Will Ferrel one liner.
Instead I heard some strange music that did not sound at all like what I had anticipated.
Then the title of the movie appeared on the very large screen.
Resident Evil V
seriously?
I have not seen any of the previous Resident Evils nor did I care to see this one.
We immediately pulled out the tickets and they clearly stated that we were, in fact, in the correct film.
We stood up, gathered our belongings, and walked out.
While attempting to sort out our confusion, we spoke with an employee who kindly informed us that The Campaign was no longer playing at the theater.
All the elements of our Saturday evening made up the perfect storm for this disappointing predicament...
rushing to get our tickets,
not paying attention to our surroundings
{no movie poster}
and Sarah not even glancing twice at the tickets.
But it did seem like one of those situations that can only happen when you live in a foreign country and face a language barrier.
While we were bummed, we laughed about it...
a lot
and then we chose to soften the blow with a drink.
Today I spent the day getting reacquainted with this girl
We are taking it easy,
going through the proper updates,
and getting some work done,
while I whisper sweet words of thankfulness for her return.
To close this Sunday evening I would like to share a little something that made me smile
even more than a Chiefs win
or my sweetpea mac girl.
Bella, Ty Guy, and the rest of the fam participated in a walk to raise funds for canine cancer research. The picture was sent with a caption that said,
Cancer Sucks,
or something to that effect...
My passionate boxer Bella couldn't have said it better herself.
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