Unapologetic Fuddy-duddy

I'm convinced I'm a bit of a fuddy duddy. After coming close to falling asleep last night before the movie even started, (we went to the 12:10 showing--one of eight at our local theater--and it was swarming with people and lines and...weird outfits) I didn't get home till 3:00 a.m. and had to get up at 7:00 to take my kids to camp and then ferry my niece around the city. Just got back home at 4:30 p.m. I will say this--age-wise there were fuddier duddies than me at the same showing right along with all the preteens and teens. I found that vaguely comforting.

Then today I was pulled into Hollister and Abercrombie & Fitch (which I tried to convince my niece were actually the very same store), abercrombie (kids clothes), and then abercrombie again after she changed her mind. All I could think was, 'Will someone turn down the music and turn on the lights?!?' I think I held it together pretty well, all things considering.

Tonight my niece and my husband are going to see Eclipse--at least that's their plan--and I plan on going to bed quite early with my book. Just thinking about it brings a smile to my face.