Drive In Movie

It was a very long Saturday.

It did not pick up until about 5pm.

Dinner was made.

Chicken Enchiladas

Tummies were made happy and yet there was something missing from our day.

We needed to get out and about.

While I was picking up some summer clothes for my daughter, my husband had a brilliant idea.

Why don't we hit up the drive in?

Hmm.  The idea was simple.  Why hadn't we thought of this earlier?  The cost is low and entertainment value is high!  And.......my little is "4 & under" so she gets in for free!  We looked up show times and wouldn't you know it, they were still showing The Pirates: Band of Misfits, something my kiddo would enjoy.  I've made her plenty of pirate hats and swords, been apart of her crew and often repeated AAARRRR!

I couldn't take a real picture because it was so dark.  I had to make one so you can visualize it.

I was excited to go.  I remember the last time I went to the drive in, I was very pregnant and we went to catch some family films with the whole family (in-laws and nieces and nephews).  They always show a double feature and that night they were showing Madagascar 2 and Beverly Hills Chihuahua.  I fell asleep in the car as soon as the credits started.  There went 6.50 down the drain.

But this time was much more fun.  We sat in our little car with a little someone in my lap.  We made up a song about sitting in the front seat called, "Sitting In The Front Seat."  She really liked it.

The movie started at 8:55 (it would have been 8:30 but people were still coming in).  It was hilarious and I loved the soundtrack.  I think any movie that uses music from Flight of the Conchords is a winner.

She fell asleep by 10pm, drooled on my shirt, didn't move a muscle while putting her back in her car seat, went to bed easily.  She'll probably wonder how she got in her bed in the morning.

Homemade

So I posed a question on facebook saying:

Do homemade gifts still trump expensive gifts when the person who makes it is 30? I hope my mom likes my macaroni necklace I made her.

I had already made my mom a gift.  I myself am not into spending tons of cash because then next year it has to be bigger and/or better and I don't like to get caught up in that.

I adore homemade anything.  Especially food.  I didn't make my mom food.

I made her an album out of scrapbooking paper, cardboard, glue, pictures and ribbon.

Was I totally worried that she would hate it?

Yup.

I had this idea to put together pictures of every house I remember living in while growing up in California and then writing a little something about each house.  I touched on when us kids were in a scary car accident with my dad, jotted a tiny something about her divorce from my dad, and pondered the question, "Whatever happened to my sister's cat Samantha?"  My sister forgot that she had a cat altogether.  I took the liberty of making up a short story of the kind of life Samantha had.  It's not our fault, we aren't pet people and the cat was a gift to us from my mom's friend.

I can see it now. Samantha had a life of hard living after we abandoned her at the house on Lake street.  She probably joined a cat gang because she needed a new family.  She gets a tattoo on her paws that says MEOW 4 LIFE.  She didn't receive the love she needed when she was young so she goes from cat to cat hoping to feel that love again.  She has a litter of kittens at 4 and gets on kitty welfare.  Her kids repeat the cycle two years later. 

All together there were 7 houses and stories but I'll spare you.  I presented this little gift to my mom over sushi.   There are a few pictures below.  I think she liked it.


My mom is pretty mysterious like that.  I'm still, after all these little years, am trying to please her.  I'm going to think that she loved it and will cry her eyes out in private.

Maybe she'll let me know after I post this.....maybe not.

And that's okay.