Theatrics

Thammuz and I had a date night tonight. We went out to the movies and I finally got to see "Music and Lyrics." Going out to a movie is a rare occurrence for the two of us - at least if we want to see anything together. Date nights are pretty rare since we have difficulty getting a sitter. My folks are already pinch-hitting for us tons with our work schedules, so it seems pretty selfish to ask for date-night sitting too. Luckily, it's been a pretty quiet month, so we didn't feel too bad about asking for a favour tonight. Plus, Monkey is at his Mom's, so they only had to watch the baby for us.

The weird thing about going to the movies here is the deja-vu I get everytime I set foot in the theatre. It's a bit strange to walk into the place you worked when you were seventeen...that's the fun part about going back to live in the place you grew up. I remember serving the popcorn. I know what the projection room looks like and I've walked behind the screen. I can point out the exact spot on the theatre wall where a certain someone who shall remain "Nameless" hucked an M&M at me so hard that there is still a dent in the wall. I can remember the police stopping us one night when a group of us were scaling the outside wall, climbing brick over brick. Not sure they believed that we were removing a hornet's nest. Luckily, the theatre manager was one of the climbing party. I can remember being chased for six blocks by a certain usher wielding a broom when I teased him one too many times. I've even seen the baptismal font they still have in the basement from when the theatre used to be a church. That place is insane with memories.

It's mostly strange for me because even though I am now married with two kids, I'm pretty sure I'm still that same seventeen year old. It's just rare that I get a slap-in-the-face reminder of it. Sometimes, when the grown-up responsibilities get too crazy, it's nice to know that there's a piece of me that's still seventeen and ready to go to the movies.