It happened. Last night. Just like it does every couple of years.
The previews for the new Harry Potter movie were on and this put the live in into hyper mode. It’s almost painful to watch the inner struggles he goes through as he anticipates what the movie will be like. As with any book turned movie, fans of the book are almost always let down - and he is no exception. Never the less he adores those crazy child wizards and is highly anticipating the release of this movie. So much so he needs to be there on opening night. Yes, opening night.
Very seriously the live in turned to me and asked, “Will you go with me on opening night?” This is when I wish we had a Potter freak child in the 10-13 age range. Or I wish it was more socially acceptable for a thirty year old man child to post an ad on Craigslist…"seeking pre-teen companionship at new Harry Potter flick – popcorn included.” He could tell I was hesitant to accept this romantic proposal so he pulled out the big guns. He reminded me that he was my date on opening night to classics like Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants Two, and Mamma Mia.
He is right. I should go. I already have happy hour plans that evening with some of my girlfriends though. That’s going to be a fun conversation…"Sorry, I have to leave early to escort my thirty year old banker husband to Harry Potter.”
Oh, live in, you are so precious.
maternity: j+d
13 years ago
You crack me up... but we all know you are supposd to be READING, not writing!! Chop, chop you don't have much time left.
ReplyDeleteOpening night? Don't you mean the first showing at 12:01 am??? Maybe your live in and I should go, because I can't convince my 31 year old fiance to go with me. Who cares if we have to work at 6am?
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