It's hard to believe that one movie going experience can change my whole perspective on 30. You would think that at 30 it's not still exciting and hilarious to sneak candy into the movie theater, turns out it's still awesome. I felt so dangerous, like a candy sneaking ninja or something. Now does the movie theater know people sneak in candy? Of course they do. Did I feel any less like James Bond? Nope. I was so stealth that even if they would have made me show the contents of my purse they wouldn't figure it out. Although that wasn't entirely on purpose. The contents of my purse confuse me and I know why things are in there, so to an outsider it would have been mass confusion. Last time I checked in there I had a WWE wrestler figurine, a fortune cookie, a bottle of acrylic paint and a Barbie head and that was just the high points not to mention the mounds of receipts, tissues and loose change. So anyway, I snuck in my Hot Tamales and licorice and I was very amused with myself. I did not however sneak in the popcorn, not that I haven't in the past but I didn't bring the big purse this time. So my friend and I get into the concession line and what do I see? Novelty Thor 2 collector cups! Like manna from heaven God blessed me with the cup to hold enough Coca Cola to make me stay awake for the rest of my life. This cup was ridiculously large and flashy and so not my style, I needed one. So we giggled like little school girls and my friend and I each grabbed one. I love my Thor cup and I will cherish it always. On a side note, I'm very grateful that the action figure pops off the top of that cup because I had that little bugger in my mouth while searching for my straw way more then I'm comfortable with. So now my little Thor sits righteously on my night stand and greets me every morning with his hammer in the air and love in his eyes. Well truthfully my figure is a little cross eyed but I see love nonetheless. I'm off track, so we go into our movie with our giant Thor cups, our popcorn that could feed an army and my law breaking candy and we prepare for the movie. I probably should have scoped out our seats a little better though because I found that people get very uncomfortable in their chairs when you are lusting over a shirtless Thor on the big screen. Don't judge me, that man is gorgeous. I'm just saying that next time I need to sit near more single women and less older couples because even though it was dark I could feel the cutting stares and hear the uncomfortable shuffling in their chairs. I couldn't help it every time he slammed that hammer down or landed on the ground forcefully a grunt or a sigh just came flying out of my mouth and I had no power to stop it. Thor is my dream man what is so wrong with that? Guys like Thor are into chubby, 30 year olds, with 3 kids and a mini van right? I thought so.
So the movie is done and it is almost 10 p.m. *gasp* What? I'm not home and it's 10 p.m.? #YOLO That's right we went to the 7:45 showing of Thor 2. That's almost the last show of the night we were regular rebels. Truthfully, had it not been for my giant Thor cup full of Coke I may not have made it through the movie, well played movie theater, well played. It's pretty bad when I'm 30 years young and being out at 10 is the most rebellious thing I'm capable of. Oh well such is life with three kids. My night was a grand success already and it wasn't even over yet. Just being out of the house and away from my beloved children was a better gift to me then diamonds. I love my children to tiny little pieces but I'm a better mother to them when I get a night out by myself every so often. So the movie is over and I am standing outside of the restrooms waiting on my friend and I see all of these guys walk out of the theater, now I don't know if it was just me or what but those boys were so much cuter before I watched Thor. Have I ruined my possibilities for meeting a guy? Have my standards been raised so high now that no one will ever compare? Have I doomed myself to a life of solitude for the endless pursuit of Thor? No, probably not, it was dark in the theater and not in the hallway and I just need about a month to get over Thorshock.
So next my friend and I are driving back from the movies and I am in tears with laughter. My sides are aching my cheeks are hurting it was amazing. Even at 30 you can laugh with a girl friend about boys, underpants, or whatever it is and it's just as satisfying as it ever was. As you can tell we had some pretty deep meaningful conversation on the way home :) I realized that just because I'm getting older and just because I'm a grown up now doesn't mean I have lost the joy in those small things that have always meant so much to me. When we got home there was a birthday margarita waiting for me because my room mate rocks. Naturally, I poured my birthday margarita into my awesome new cup and continued the birthday celebration. We all settle onto the couches in the living room and what does the room mate do? He put's on The Avengers. Best. Roommate. Ever. As we all know The Avengers has Thor in it. You all knew that right, it's not just me? So now I have Thor and a margarita and I care Way less that I have turned 30. As I was watching the movie and as the margarita is getting lower and lower I start thinking, maybe I'm a dork. I tell my roommates that I think I might be a dork based on my love of comic book characters and the fact that I intend to marry a fictional character who wields a magic hammer. They looked at me like " You are just Now realizing your a dork?" It was at this point I decided it was bedtime. I went up stairs I kissed my Thor figurine good night placed him lovingly on my alarm clock and drifted off to sleep in the hopes to see Thor again in my dreams.
I awoke the next day and I was still happy from the night before and greeted by cross eyed Thor. I still felt blessed by all the birthday wishes from all over the country. I still had an amazing household and left over birthday cheese cake breakfast, and I was still 30. Little did I know, life doesn't end at 30 like I thought it would. I was still here and I had another day to keep getting closer the goals I think I need to meet. As the day went on and the hang over went away I began thinking deeply about what my life was like right now and why I feel it should be different. I don't know where all of this pressure came from that I placed on 30 but it's OK now. God must have different plans for me. I thought my goals were husband, house, car and money. I have had all of those things and they were taken from me so that must not be what he wants for me. I sit here now at 30 and I'm thinking what are the goals God wants me to reach by 40? Here is what I have so far further my walk with Christ, make the world a better place, and marry Thor. I'm pretty confident this is all I need by 40 to be happy.
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