Ooooh What a night

Went to the drive-in last night (one of the few left in the US) and watched the new Potter movie. The ending was a little disappointing. You leave going THAT'S the end?! Really? It's not some kind of trick? When the movie was nearly over, we noticed that the lights were a bit dim. We tried to turn the car on and guess what?! The battery had died. It may have been because we were using the wipers for the car since it was raining and then occasionally turning on the air to defog the windows. I've never had it happen before but the guy that gave us a jump said he's up there all the time and sees it happen quite often. They clearly tell you not to leave your car on while you're there since carbon monoxide is, you know, deadly and they also tell you "this will not drain your car's battery." Right Mr. Large Screen. We decided not to stay for the second movie, as we were concerned that we may not find another kind soul to jump us if our battery were to die again. Evan slept almost the entire time. I was extremely grateful to the little screamer, even if I did have to sit perfectly still or he would wake up screaming. Jasmine had quite a large dose of cotton candy throughout the movie... I clearly wasn't thinking when I handed the giant bag over. She was wired when we got home and stayed that way until around 2 or 3 in the morning.

Earlier this evening, I had bought a large coffee from Gloria Jeans. It must have had a delayed effect. We came home, made dinner and then left for Walmart. The caffeine kicked in about the time the door shut to the car. My husband had to listen to loud and purposely off key renditions of whatever song happened to be on the radio. When every station had on commercials, I would sing 'Oh it's Friday night And I feel all right, Oh it's Friday night (oh what a night)!" Over and over and over again as I don't know any other words to that song. (yes I know it's ladies night but tonight was FRIDAY night) Eventually Jasmine joined in, just as loud.