Nostalgia

It is no secret that I am a movie fan. It may sound a little cheesy but my favorite date almost always involves going to see a movie. The kid and I have a tradition of going to the dollar theater on Tuesday nights because it is only 75 cents. Any excuse to see a movie.

Of course now days the price of admission can be considered extortion. I take advantage of dollar theaters and matinees whenever I can. There are of course movies I happily will pay full price to see. Most of the time I don't regret paying the price of admission.

Tonight the husbeast came home from game early and took me to see the new Muppet Movie. We knew it was going to be silly and well, muppety. What is not to love about the Muppets? We waited a while to see it to hopefully avoid crowds of children.

All I have to say is that it was worth the wait. It was silly and muppety. The husbeast and I giggled through the entire things. It really was everything we had hoped for in a muppet movie.

For me though the best part was when they sand the Muppet Show theme song and then of course Rainbow Connection. I think at that moment I began clinging more to the husbeast and got all giddy. I was filled with a warm sense of nostalgia.

Sometimes nostalgia can be a wonderful thing. It filled me with warm thoughts of being young and carefree. It was like the flavor of cool water straight from a garden hose. It was like the smell of sidewalk chalk in the summer. It was like the tinny song of the ice cream truck approaching. It was like a bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios with Saturday morning cartoons. It was like hot dogs and grape soda.

Happiness, innocence, worry free, good times.
Well worth the price of admission and then some.

Manamana.