Yesterday's fun started with a text that I sent to the BFF. "I should be embarrassed but I'm not. I want to see Magic Mike. Can I talk you into seeing a movie about hot nude men with me?" I promptly realized I sent it to the wrong number when I typed a 3 instead of a 5. Oops.
Anyway, I got a hold of Kat the old fashioned way - I called her on the phone - and we made arrangements to get together yesterday. I headed south and met Kat and her kids for the afternoon. At dinner time, we left the kids with their dad and headed out to an amazing restaurant for dinner. I'd never heard of the Phoenix Grill until yesterday, but the service was excellent, the prices were good and food was to die for. I cheated on my diet and got a burger for dinner, but it was absolutely worth it. (What a relief - there's nothing worse than cheating on your diet and then not enjoying what you eat.)
After that, we headed over to get our tickets for the movie. We were more than an hour early, so we were surprised to see the lineup to get tickets had people packed in like sardines. We almost made it in time, but it sold out just as we got to the front of the line. What to do...
We did the only thing that two rational adult females can do. We very quickly ruled out the idea of seeing a different movie, and bought tickets to the show that started at 10. Kat's still nursing her youngest, so we ran to a couple of stores and picked up a few things to pass the time and then ran home for her to feed the baby. We were back at the theatre by 9, but we still had to wait in a line up of women (and a very few deer-in-the-headlight-looking men) that wrapped around the theatre for 45 minutes before getting our seats.
I won't give away the movie. Not that there's much to give away. It's about male strippers. They're good looking. They strip. It's no classic, but it could have been a lot worse and was entertaining. We laughed a lot, both at the audience and the movie. Matthew McConaughey, who lost his appeal to me a while back, has never looked slimier... I'm pretty sure he meant to do that, but I don't think I'll ever see him otherwise again.
It was 1:00am before I even left Calgary last night. I didn't get to bed until 3:00. Thank goodness I didn't have any plans today, because I'm realizing that I pay for these late nights a little more as the years go by.
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