Ode to a world of green spandex

So last night I went to a for real grown up movie without animation... wait, last night I went to what was advertised as a for real grown up movie without animation. I'll get to the actual movie, but first a lil side story.
We got a lil messed up on the movie time and ended up there before anyone else. I mean anyone. So Wayne made a pit stop at the rest room, and I headed in to a stupid dark, totally empty theater. As I'm standing there scanning the rows, I had this flashback to one of the Scream movies where some girl gets killed in a theater. So I'm gonna say the pre-movie experience was pretty thrilling and heart pounding.
And then the movie actually started. Now to be fair I'm not a huge comic book hero fan when it comes to my movies. I do love me some XMen and some Superman, but that's 'bout it. I usually prefer stupid funny movies. A large part of my relationship with Wayne was built on the fantabulous comedic skills of Will Ferrell and Ben Stiller. But it was Father's Day so I braved the world of comic books...
First of all lemme say that someone must have caught a clearance sale on indiglow green spandex. One guy in that stuff, kinda fun. An entire planet of funky hybrid aliens, really funny. For real, we're sitting in this dark theater, and I'm trying not to bust a gut with my mouth buried in my elbow cuz ya know I don't wanna ruin the movie for Wayne. I look over and he's giggling like a lil girl too. This is when I decided that I might just enjoy this movie after all.
Pretty much when the giant fish started having a deep and meaningful conversations with a giant rock monster... while wearing the neon green spandex, this movie went from action to comedy. The alien planet was like Whoville...dressed up in neon green spandex and very serious. I know somewhere in that crowd was the Grinch all muscled up with his ring and spandex. I'm sorry. Apparently I just can't get past the spandex. Makes me giggle just thinking about it.
The back story was pretty hardcore. It was a lot to take in for a first time Green Lantern-er. That would explain why there wasn't enough time left in the movie for a plot. I understood. The new-bie from Earth beats the universe threatening Eee-Vil in like 10 min flat. And the ancient defenders of the entire universe (in spandex) show up to pull him away from the sun after he's done all the actual hero work. Lil bit of a let down. Although it did mean seeing the giant fish and rock monster (in spandex) one more glorious time.
Overall, it was not a 'quality' movie, but I was def entertained. It may however, have ruined the color green for me.
Oh and after the movie I had to hit the rest rooms. For real not another soul in the restroom. Flashback again to a Scream movie where the guy gets killed in the bathroom. So another tense moment while doing my business. Because movies can just stick with you even if its been well over a decade since you saw them.
I believe Green Lantern will stick with me the same way... only about Spandex.

Girls day out

For real I was all kinds of excited this morning to get out the door...and not just because I was getting super hungry. It's been forev since Gracie and I spent time just the two of us.
Most of the time when Gracie's around so is Seth. Which is super because the two of them are bff...at least for a few more years. But I do so love some girly time, and I do adore my princess.
I gave her the monumental task of coming up with an entire day worth of fun. It was a loooong list.

Started with pancakes and hash browns, oh and super glittery pink shoes.
Followed by a quick trip back by the house because we forgot her glasses.And then I realized no where on her list of places to visit was open... oops. Luckily, Toys R Us is always a place kids want to go. She got to spend her tooth fairy money. Now normally there's a time limit for shopping trips, but not on girls' day. She went thru every aisle, minus the ones with Transformers and Star Wars. (I heart girls' day for that reason alone.) At one point she looked at me and said, "Mom there's just too many choices. How will I ever decide?" We ended up with a lil bunny that eats, drinks and 'tinkles.' It just makes the 'tinkle' sound, but still not a fan of being tinkled on by a bunny.

I think she was missing Seth.

So a mere hour and a half later we took our incontinent woodland friend and headed out. Next on her list was a pedicure. I would like to say that I tried to talk into buying nice nail polish (aka not from walmart or the dollar store) and doing them at home because I'm frugal. That would be a dirty lie. I was super embarrased by my cracked heels. For real couldn't tell u the last time I actually had a pedicure. I blame it on the dry panhandle and hard wood floors.
Anyway, turns out my love for my daughter is greater than my fear of having someone talk about how nasty my feet in another language. So I sacrificed. She was so adorable. She picked out our nail polish and decided we needed matching butterflies. She asked several times if we would get to put our feet in warm water, and then she was like a statue while they actually painted them. The poor lady tried to do her butterfly three times. Finally someone else came over and painted the tiniest lil butterfly on her tiny big toe. She was grinning from ear to ear. I carried her from the chair to the drying area.

The only thing sweeter than the cupcakes.

We finished up, and I realized I was getting hungry so as a good Mom I figured I should feed her too. Now I hadn't expected to hit the cupcake place for lunch. I was thinking dessert, possibly mid afternoon snack. Sometimes I forget who's daughter she is. Why wouldn't we have dessert for an actual meal?! I've been doing it for years.
We walked in and she sprinted to the glass case. Wanted to know what each one was, and then made her decision based on which one had the most sprinkles. I had to ask the lady how much fat was in her cupcake to figure out how many pills she needed. She didn't know how much fat but said it had about 250 calories... 'the lowest calorie count of any of their cupcakes' she said very cheerfully. Lemme say that I had not ordered myself the same cupcake. Mine was called chocolate obsession. So yeah maybe it's a good thing I counted the cupcake as lunch. Anyway, I think there was more icing than cupcake. Oh and I could have eaten a whole bowl of that icing. I'm actually not a huge icing fan, but duuude this was to die for. I think the cake part was okay, but I was too cracked out on the icing to know for sure.

All I told her was to make a silly face... yeah, that's my daughter.

So each of us with a serious sugar buzz, we headed to Brush With Art. Okay, I heart that place. And Gracie is def my artistic child so yeah it was on like Donkey Kong. She painted a tiny turtle, a tiny bunny, a couple of tiles. Actually the tiles were to make me happy. I thought she was painting some Mother's Day presents, but she wanted to keep all of the lil animals. So we painted some tiles for the grandmas.
Oh and being so smart she found a bird jewelry box. Earlier in the day at Toys R Us she had been torn between the tinkling bunny and a Rapunzel jewelry box. She legitimatley needs a jewelry box because she has quite the collection of fab jewels and mardi gras looking necklaces. Anyway, she now has her bunny and a jewelry box she painted.
I asked her where to now and dun, dun, dun she said to get her ears pierced. Now I've never tried to convince her to get them done. I'd be cool if she spent her life in clip ons. But she was determined. She kept asking if it would hurt. I told her it would kinda be like a shot but not nearly as bad as an iv. (A lil sad that she gets those terms.) She marched up, picked out the rainbow diamond flower pair, and once again sat perfectly still. It took less than 5 min from the time we walked in til her lil eyes welled up with tears. Then the lady put numbing stuff on them, and Grace smiled and said, "Can I see them?"
I asked her later if it was a big hurt or a lil one. She said just a lil one. She's pretty tough.
At this point I realized our sugar buzzes had worn off. So we hit the cookie place in the mall. She had two big ol m&m cookies, and I had a gianormous DDP.
We wandered back, and I decided to let her look around Justice. I know what you're thinking. Break out the plastic. But no, while I was getting sucked in by the sheer adorableness of the clothes she was asking when we could leave. Suddenly I was very grateful she's not a tween just yet.

Finishing off the day the right way.

And thank goodness it was time for a movie. I was more than a lil tired. Saw Gnomeo and Juliet. Mostly I wanted to see it because I have this weird thing for garden gnomes. Stems from my childhood. Movie was okay. Not nearly as entertaining as her seranading me before it started. And only for my princess would I have sat in the very first row. Oh and then she sat in my lap the whole time. Still my lil girl even with those big girl earrings.