I'm blogging at 4:25 a.m. Wednesday morning. I set out to do it last night at 10:30. But I passed out. Most tired was I. From a long day with my daughter and Gracie. A long, happy, productive day. Complete with icy roads, laundry, walking and babysitting.
But before I talk about yesterday, I want to tell you about my Star Wars adventure!
Don't worry. I won't spoil it for you if you have not yet seen it.
It was the extraordinary! I was in the edge if my seat the whole time. I loved going to the theater alone! I was able to relax and focus on the screen. I didn't have to make awkward awkward conversation. Just the movie, my popcorn and I!
Ok. About that popcorn. I was so excited to have my own bag. With no one to condemn me for the extra butter. I like butter on my popcorn. Let's out it this way: I like my popcorn SWIMMING in butter!
So after I purchased my ticket, I trapsed merrily over to the concession stand. A young bespectacled man took my order.
"One medium popcorn, with lots of extra butter and a small soda", I grinned.
Behind me, a trim, rather stern looking woman asked for popcorn, "dry, no butter".
I shuddered. Dry popcorn reminds me of Styrofoam.
The young man handed me my cup. I turned around and filled it with my poison of choice: Diet Coke. It had been awhile. I was so looking forward to the combination of hot, buttered popcorn, and the fizzy cold bite of a Diet Coke. Heaven was at hand!
I returned to the bespectacled lad, soda in hand. He handed me my bag. I paid the exorbitant price of movie theater popcorn and drink and headed into Auditorium 4. I found a single seat, away from the crowd and settled in happily just as the previews began.
I put my soda in the drink holder and dug into my bag of popcorn.
Only...
It seemed dry. I did not detect a drop of butter. I decided to practice mindful eating. Even though there was no one sitting next to me that I would annoy with my animal like eating, It is always good to be mindful. I ate one or two jetneks at a time, followed by a swig of soda. Still dry. I shook the bag. Perhaps all the butter had settled in the bottom of the bag?
Suddenly the screen went dark. And the legendary words appeared:
A long time ago, in a galaxy far away...
And I got lost in the movie. Which was simply amazing.
I never found any butter on my popcorn. I am guessing in an auditorium not so far away, a trim, stern looking woman was horrified to find extra butter on her popcorn.
Ok. True confession. It is now 11:33 a.m. I fell asleep again at 5 a.m. with my cell phone in my hand. Mid blog.
I will blog about yesterday later today.
Until then, stay safe and warm.
And may the force be with you!
Love,
Zita
P.S. This is yesterday's hoop video. Day 189
But before I talk about yesterday, I want to tell you about my Star Wars adventure!
Don't worry. I won't spoil it for you if you have not yet seen it.
It was the extraordinary! I was in the edge if my seat the whole time. I loved going to the theater alone! I was able to relax and focus on the screen. I didn't have to make awkward awkward conversation. Just the movie, my popcorn and I!
Ok. About that popcorn. I was so excited to have my own bag. With no one to condemn me for the extra butter. I like butter on my popcorn. Let's out it this way: I like my popcorn SWIMMING in butter!
So after I purchased my ticket, I trapsed merrily over to the concession stand. A young bespectacled man took my order.
"One medium popcorn, with lots of extra butter and a small soda", I grinned.
Behind me, a trim, rather stern looking woman asked for popcorn, "dry, no butter".
I shuddered. Dry popcorn reminds me of Styrofoam.
The young man handed me my cup. I turned around and filled it with my poison of choice: Diet Coke. It had been awhile. I was so looking forward to the combination of hot, buttered popcorn, and the fizzy cold bite of a Diet Coke. Heaven was at hand!
I returned to the bespectacled lad, soda in hand. He handed me my bag. I paid the exorbitant price of movie theater popcorn and drink and headed into Auditorium 4. I found a single seat, away from the crowd and settled in happily just as the previews began.
I put my soda in the drink holder and dug into my bag of popcorn.
Only...
It seemed dry. I did not detect a drop of butter. I decided to practice mindful eating. Even though there was no one sitting next to me that I would annoy with my animal like eating, It is always good to be mindful. I ate one or two jetneks at a time, followed by a swig of soda. Still dry. I shook the bag. Perhaps all the butter had settled in the bottom of the bag?
Suddenly the screen went dark. And the legendary words appeared:
A long time ago, in a galaxy far away...
And I got lost in the movie. Which was simply amazing.
I never found any butter on my popcorn. I am guessing in an auditorium not so far away, a trim, stern looking woman was horrified to find extra butter on her popcorn.
Ok. True confession. It is now 11:33 a.m. I fell asleep again at 5 a.m. with my cell phone in my hand. Mid blog.
I will blog about yesterday later today.
Until then, stay safe and warm.
And may the force be with you!
Love,
Zita
P.S. This is yesterday's hoop video. Day 189
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