So Saturday night I made the trek into Jersey to take The Wolves to go see The Dark Knight. There had been some scheduling questions as to whether or not I would be able to go there and take them… but Friday afternoon I got confirmation from Pudding that they would indeed be home Saturday. So I set the time that I would be there for 5:00pm so we could go to dinner and then the 7:30pm movie. I then ordered the tickets online and went about my day.
So Saturday night when I got to the house… guess what? Yep… only the older two of the Wolves were there. The other two were with Pudding… at the beach. So needless to say… by the time they got home… dinner was out of the question. So I just piled The Wolves in to the car so we could go see the movie. Luckily, the concessions line was short… so after securing the tickets we got the popcorn, soda, two Kit-Kats, a box of Buncha-Crunch, and a box of Chocolate Covered Cookie Dough, we made our way to some pretty damn good seats.
I’m not going to get into how great the movie was, because no words I write here can do it justice. What I will say, is that walking out of that movie theater with the Wolves I was almost fooled into thinking things were the same as they were for the previous Batman movie… until my fingers ran across the extra unused ticket in my pocket.
That ticket reminded me that its going to be awhile before I see my favorite Batman again…
