Paul Blart: Mall Cop

Just got back from the movies with Husband. It was nice to get out the house with just him and have some fun. I enjoyed the movie, though it was a bit cheesy and predictable, but it was fun. On the other hand, the concessions were wicked overpriced. Since when does a pizza, large soda and popcorn equal $22??????? Ridiculous. The popcorn tasted darn good though.

I can't even remember the last time Husband and I went to the movies. I was racking my brain on the way to the movie theater to remember, and I just can't. I know I was pregnant with Baby, so obviously, it was quite some time ago. When Baby was little - maybe 2 or 3 months old, I remember Husband forced me out of the house with him. Mother-in-law stayed home with Baby, but it was the first time I'd been away from Baby, and I was totally uncomfortable and nervous the whole time. We wound up just going out to dinner, and skipping the movie. The whole time, I was nervous Mother-in-law would do something "wrong" with Baby - what, I have no idea. Just the irrational thoughts of a new mom, I suppose. It's hard to remember when I was that uptight about being away from Baby. I suppose in a way, I still am - I don't like to be away from him when he's awake. I don't mind running an errand while he's napping, or heading out to a movie after he goes to bed. I guess maybe I still am a bit uptight. Or a lot uptight.