Well folks, it would appear that I woke up on the wrong side of the bed or something. Nothing has really gone right for me today. Ooh dramatic, I should also include that nothing has really gone super bad either but I feel like a bunch of little unfortunate things that happen close together appear to be more traumatic than it should be. The most unfortunate thing to happen today? I accidentally left my favorite plastic cup onto of my car and drove off...when I came back it was shattered...woe is my life. When I have these kind of days its nice to think of good things, so I hope my memory today reflects that.
Memory #52
So my birthday is pretty early in the school year and by early I mean basically the first day of school (woo) which means that I'm almost always the oldest person in my friend group. Which means that during this memory while I was 18 my friends were 17, this has a point I promise. Anyways it was my senior year and my church had this game night or whatever. So my friends and I were hanging out there and we decided that it getting kind of lame. So our ring leader at the time decided to look for more entertaining things to do, which lead her to see that our local Alamo Draft House was putting on a Grease sing a long. So obviously we bought tickets on the church's computer and waited patiently at the church until it was time to go. One of our friends didn't buy her ticket over the computer though, she got there late and had to wait until we got to the theater to purchase a ticket.
So we drove down to the theater about an hour before the show started so that my friend could buy a ticket. When we got to the theater we waited as our friend went to purchase a ticket, when we ran into a little bump. You have to be 18 to purchase a ticket and our friend was not only 18 but was so tiny she couldn't even pass for 15 if she tried. The cashier was a real unpleasant guy as well and would not budge at all. We had to have an adult, a real adult, I couldn't even buy her a ticket. With no one else really available, my mom came to the rescue. She had been prepared for a nice night in bed but when I called and relayed to her our misfortunes, she jumped in the car and headed over to us. She not only bought a ticket for my friend but came along and saw the grease sing a long with us. Here's photo evidence. (That's a candy cig by the way...PROMISE)
I wish I wasn't making such a face, but my mom looks absolutely stunning in this picture. After we finally got in the theater we obviously had a blast (Who wouldn't?) This is one of those memories that really solidify my mom's status as the cool mom. She really was.
Love Always,
Erin
So we drove down to the theater about an hour before the show started so that my friend could buy a ticket. When we got to the theater we waited as our friend went to purchase a ticket, when we ran into a little bump. You have to be 18 to purchase a ticket and our friend was not only 18 but was so tiny she couldn't even pass for 15 if she tried. The cashier was a real unpleasant guy as well and would not budge at all. We had to have an adult, a real adult, I couldn't even buy her a ticket. With no one else really available, my mom came to the rescue. She had been prepared for a nice night in bed but when I called and relayed to her our misfortunes, she jumped in the car and headed over to us. She not only bought a ticket for my friend but came along and saw the grease sing a long with us. Here's photo evidence. (That's a candy cig by the way...PROMISE)
I wish I wasn't making such a face, but my mom looks absolutely stunning in this picture. After we finally got in the theater we obviously had a blast (Who wouldn't?) This is one of those memories that really solidify my mom's status as the cool mom. She really was.
Love Always,
Erin
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