He's Just Not Into This Movie?

But I was! I loved it! The end of my Valentine's Day yesterday consisted of dinner and a movie. My choice. Therefore, He's Just Not That Into You seemed the perfect pick. And luckily enough, it had enough humor and and wit about it that Mr. Perfect enjoyed himself too! I highly recommend it. And Island Girl, you totally could have seen it by yourself. The majority of the movie is dissecting men and women in general. Hilarious. 

What wasn't so hilarious, however, was the much larger gentleman sitting two seats away from me. He waltzed in a few minutes before the actual movie began, missing previews and stumbling through the dark with his date. He sits down acting like my coat in the chair directly beside me is in his way and then begins his adjustment period. No joke. Takes him at least ten minutes to get situated. And then, his phone rings. Not on vibrate. But out loud. Not only does it ring, he ANSWERS it! Don't mind me, I'm just trying to enjoy the first part of this movie that I've paid to see! ... well, I didn't pay technically, but that's not the point. After he hangs up, he proceeds to spill is large popcorn all over the floor. He then begins kicking and shuffling his feet to move the popcorn out of his way. I'm not making this up. If I had been sitting in front of him as opposed to beside him, I would have turned around to smack him! But it didn't end there!

His cell phone rings again! And he answers it again! Then, my favorite part. He takes a sip of his large coke and belches! OUT LOUD! Are you serious?! Now, as I work with children on a regular basis I had to catch myself from turning to him and saying "Really?! Excuse you!" Instead I turned to Mr. Perfect... who was then, laughing at him. It didn't end until his phone rang a third time, he began to snore, and then stripped off his top layer revealing a cut off tshirt. I'm not kidding, I'm not creative enough to imagine such a cinematic adventure. This man was unbelievable. Never in my life. 

First of all, how many times do they have to flash upon the screen: "Please be courteous of your fellow movie-goers and silence your cell phones!" Secondly, do we seriously need to even review decent manners? Belching out loud?! Honestly? Where did this guy come from? Not real. Not even real.

And so, the movie: A; the company outside of my date: F. If I had been his date, I would have been mortified. Does she deal with that on a regular basis? Wow. Just, wow. 

End rant. 

Concerts, Movies, Shopping, and Cocktails

Sounds like a pretty exciting weekend already, wouldn't you agree? I would. 

My boring yet, quite enjoyable Thursday off turned into quite the eventful evening after receiving a few messages from one of my new city friends who obviously knows me all too well. She claimed that she would not be attending our Thursday Night Out (2 for 1 at my favorite bar), because she had a free ticket to a concert down the road. Upon asking what concert in the area, I received a response of "Just the CMT tour this year, Jason Aldean and Lady Antebellum. I really don't even know who Jason Aldean is and I know like two songs from Lady A, but it's free..."

Excuse me? Okay, maybe it's being new to this city and not exactly used to this free concert here, free concert there, who really cares who it is, let's just go because it's live music mentality, but these are people/bands I know all too well! I want to go! ... And what Classy wants, Classy gets. I ended up in the middle of the show with two fantastic friends singing along to great music. There's just something about a man of 6'3 singing southern rock/country in tight jeans and a cowboy hat. Don't judge me. 

Friday night consisted of more entertainment. As many of you probably know the new James Bond released this weekend and Mr. Perfect and myself along with five others felt the need to make a night of it. After the viewing of 007 at his finest, we then moved through the city to a local bar that I had not been to before. Two Captain and Cokes and a bottle of my favorite beer later, we headed home. I loved the movie. Some in attendance of our party did not, but then again, I also realized that my movie tastes differ so drastically from theirs, it is time to simply see movies for the first time without them, compare notes, and only then, if they have the same opinions and I'm not going to be mad by the end of their rants, will I be viewing them again in their presence. End. Of. Story. 

James was just fine for me. I recommend it if you're in the mood for your typical action packed, women throwing themselves at him, rebel with a cause trying to escape death at every turn of scene, 007 movie. 

Today is shopping day as yesterday was payday. It's difficult for me to not go on at least one shopping event after this day comes and goes. Therefore, happy weekending and wish me luck on spending money that I shouldn't! 

Relatively Good Weekend Had By All

Well, the weekend went smoothly as predicted. 

Friday night was a blast. Old friends, new city, adult beverages. Perfection. Started with a delicious dinner at an Italian joint downtown, followed by site seeing on our walk to the bars, followed by toasting to good memories. It was a good night. 

Saturday morning began with my pain in the ass class on how to take care of my children... Six hours later (not an exaggeration), I was registered, grumbling, and speeding to my friends who had been watching football all day. Relaxed for a short while, was entertained by both said friends and football, then continued on into the evening in search of festivities to partake in. My college friend (we'll call her: K) and I went shopping at first to find cute clothing to wear for another night of bar hopping, however, by the end of this particular shopping experience, we were buying ice cream, Sister Act 1 & 2, and new pajama pants. Yes, we're lame... and perfectly at peace with that. You have to take into account how much trouble it is to go out at night people. I mean, I enjoy every second of it, but it takes time and effort that we simply didn't want to give...

Therefore, ice cream and Whoopi Goldberg. This was my Saturday night. And I loved it. 

Sunday was uneventful. Saw the parents as they passed through town, laid around, did some last minute video training (yes, it never ends), and went to see Tropic Thunder (side note: DON'T WASTE YOUR MONEY! It was absolutely and painfully terrible, however that's just one girl's opinion.. then again you are reading something based entirely on my opinions as they pertain to my very existence).  

Anyway! Aside from being told to shut up by a 3 year old this afternoon, Monday wasn't too bad either. Hope everyone else survived it. 

One day closer to Friday...