J-Pants humored me last night and watched The Strangers with me. I'm a sucker for scary movies. All in all it scared the pants off of me, and I may have screamed like a little girl several times. The movie must have been a success though, because I was scared to be alone after it was over and had to sit in the bathroom while J-Pants showered.
My only question about the movie was why the two girls got awesome masks while the guy looks like he's wearing a pair of saggy underwear. "Oh, hey Ted. We forgot to get you a mask...so you'll have to make do with these."
I may have found the coolest place in Laramie. Its called Bart's Flea Market and its spectacular. I went there yesterday just looking for a coffee table and ended up spending 2 hours wandering the store, looking through the "treasures". I wanted to wash my hands afterwards, but they have every weird item you could possibly imagine from your childhood. Remember the rollerblading doll that could move by herself (yeah, the one I really wanted but had to play with at a friends house)? They have one in mint condition. They also have all the California Raisin crap you could ever want.
Here's a whole wall of sweet hats. I was finally forced to leave at closing time. But don't you worry Bart's, I'll be back.
Two more things of note, but not worth a whole blog:I was in line behind this lady the other day and she had the most severe case of "mom butt" I had ever seen. Don't worry, I was very sneaky in taking this picture. Impressed much?
Thanks for playing barrel of monkies with me, even though you hate games like that.
Love love love, Ash