11:13 a.m. - 2007-01-04
We were both thoroughly enjoying the movie when 2/3’s of the way through the movie it began to garble. You know, when the voice is out of sync with the film, and then the picture itself goes a little wonky. Sure enough – mere minutes after the viewing began its metaphorical sideways skid the screen before us showed a film quite literally going up in flames from heat exposure. Gone, melted in two, never to be shown again.
After being given two credits to see another movie (along with a three dollar concession chit) at some future time we headed out of the theatre. It was only 11 o’clock on New Years Eve. What now?
I could barely keep my eyes open any longer, and after changing into my PJ’s, and plopping ourselves on the couch, the hubby puts a movie on that I’d rented earlier - Mission Impossible 3. At midnight he woke me up, I kissed him “happy new year” and trundled off to bed. That was it for me – lights out.
Such a thrilling New Years – wouldn’t you say? A more partying couple you’ve never met. The epitome of enthusiasm and gregariousness combined in two fascinating people.
I don’t do resolutions, but I do resolve to be more exciting next New Years Eve.