Adventure at Twilight

So after my last post I have decided to accept that my life is an open book blog and everything is fair game. That being said, I want it to be known that I don't have to make this stuff up. Its all real. I seem to attract the unusual. Its just me. Or maybe it's the situations that I put myself in. Take last night for example.

I've made it pretty clear that I love the Twilight book series and I really, really wanted to see the movie. The problem is that I didn't know anyone else who wanted to see it too. I hate to go to movies alone but I was prepared to do just that. I wanted to see this movie within 24 hours of its release. I contemplated going on Friday afternoon while the babies napped and let Trace watch them after his class.

When I went online to see the show times and prepurchase my tickets I noticed that the theater was showing Twilight at 12:01. Hmmm.... I've done the midnight thing before with the last Harry Potter book. All I needed was my partner in crime. My biggest problem was that this was NOT his kind of movie. But lucky for me I had 2 things going for me:

1) Trace thinks unusual field trips like this are "interesting"
and 2) It was after midnight and he didn't want his mommy out alone that late.

He good naturedly agreed, Ross committed to sleeping on the second floor while I was gone and I bought the tickets the day before. It was all falling into place.

Last night was dubbed the Coldest Night of the Year on the 10:00 news and not knowing if we would be doing any waiting outside I dressed appropriately. But we showed up and got right in. In fact, as we handed out tickets to the theater employee at 11:35 p.m. she told us all the theaters were open and we could sit in any one we chose. We decided to go to the theater our tickets were for: Theater 2.

We went in and it was packed. Half the first row was elderly women, and I mean ELDERLY women. One woman had to be at least 80 years old! Maybe she knew Edward (the central vampire character) from her youth, who knows, but I was a bit surprised. Trace, of course, noticed the multitude of teenage girls who were already screaming. There really weren't any seats open so we decided to go to the theater next to it. Theater 1

Theater 1 was surprisingly empty. That should have been our first clue. (This is called foreshadowing.) But it was a much smaller theater and the doors were closed while the others were open. There was woman and about a 7 year old boy and that was it. We watched pre previews and talked the entire time wondering why no one else was coming in. Right before the official previews began two 20 something guys walked in. This was weird.

A (bad) picture of Trace and I waiting for our movie to start. Yes this is what I look like when I applied my makeup at 7:30 am and it is now 11:55 pm with no touch ups.

The previews started and they were all kid movies and then what appeared to be the feature movie started.

"Is this a Disney movie?" Trace asked as the Disney intro is shown.

"No. This is weird."

Next thing we know an animated movie is showing about a little white dog and a girl who's father is kidnapped.

"Uh, I don't think this is it."

"No kidding??? Go check and see what's going on." I told Trace. He was closest to the aisle.

He disappeared and then reappeared at the steps waving for me to come out. Turns out that out of 20 theaters in the entire place we picked the one and only one that was showing Bolt. Who in their right mind would see a cartoon at midnight?

I was ticked. If I missed even one millisecond of this movie....

Trace led us to the theater across the hallway and we found 2 seats at the very edge against the wall. Lucky for me the movie hadn't started yet but the screaming had.

The movie started and the next 2 hours were spent with Trace smirking and asking me if this or that was in the book. There was lots of clapping and cheering at parts MUCH to Trace's amusement. When the credits started rolling Trace asked "Can we go now?" I dressed for the cold and we made our way out of the theater. Right in front of us were a couple of teenage girls talking and one was saying "I want to see it again tomorrow when I can focus."

Trace and I turned to each other and laughed. Heaven only knows why she couldn't focus the first time.

As we walked to the car Trace announced "I wish I had stayed in the dog movie."

"Yeah, but it was a great adventure."

And that it was.

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I'm withholding my "review" of this movie until others have seen it. I'm eager to hear their reactions.

Oh, and I think Trace will be posting as a guest poster about our experience. Be Afraid. Be Very Afraid.