My, Popcorn has gotten expensive

This has been a wonderful day. NOT! First, I promised my son I'd babysit today for my grandson. Usually, I do that on a routine basis, but his brothers are here visiting from California, and Spencer has been staying with them. The oldest one is almost 16.

So, I took a shower, got dressed and headed over to pick Spencer up. About halfway there I started feeling really hot. I turned up the A/C, but today the temp is only 82, so in a short time, the front of me was freezing, but the back part of me was burning up. I started worrying that my virus was having a flareup. I checked my forehead...cool...actually icy cold from the vent, then I checked my pulse? Was I having a stroke or something? How can you be cold on one side and smoking hot on the other? It was then that a little voice in my head said, "Check the seat heater." Sure enough, when I stopped at the end of the drive to put a letter in the mailbox, my fat thigh must have brushed against the switch. Not my brightest moment, but certainly one of the hottest.

Once I remedied the problem, I decided it would be a nice thing if Spencer and I had a "playdate", so I surprised him with the idea of going to a movie...Ice Age. He seemed pleased, so off we headed. We arrived early, which is a bad habit I have...never like being late, so we sat in dark theater for thirty minutes, all alone. He kept asking where the other people where? Finally, some folks showed up and I felt better. I was about to go check to see if we had drifted into the wrong place.

The movie started, and I'd forgotten how loud the sound is. I wished I had taken earplugs. This should tell you how often I go to a theater. Less than halfway into the show, when the dinosaurs, show up and start roaring, the din became unbearable. Spencer climbed over into my lap, afraid and shaking. I covered him with the sweatshirt I always take in case the A/C is too high, and he calmed for a bit. A few minutes later, after more ear-shattering roars, he looked up at me and said, "I don't like this movie, Nee Nee."

So, we left. Twelve dollars for tickets and twelve dollars for popcorn and a soda. Only twenty-four dollars for 1/4 of a movie, two trips to the bathroom, and one dollar spent on a video game where Spencer couldn't reach the pedals. All in all, it was an expensive outing, and I'll never know how the movie ended!