Going, going, gone, girl

This morning, I pretty much spent my time doing laundry. Thrilling, I know. It did have one rather pleasant side effect. I scored a really pretty bed-in-a-bag set for my birthday from my cousin Holly. Because most of my sheets are blue and the set is tan, I had to buy new sheets to make the whole thing pretty. I washed the whole lot this morning and made my bed up all pretty. It's really nice. I almost don't want to pull back the covers and climb in, but it's after 1am, so the urge to sleep will soon win out.

After my vigorous laundry session, I got myself cleaned up and ready so Cas and I could go out. We had our Netflix night on Thursday, and we met up for happy hour on Friday, but tonight, I felt I needed to dress up a bit. Netflix night is a t-shirt deal, and happy hour on Friday usually features a school spirit shirt. He had seen me in jeans and a t-shirt too much lately. I can't have it look like I have stopped trying, so I put on a dress and some eyeshadow this evening. I don't want to become the t-shirt slouch who used to dress pretty. 

We went out for dinner and a movie. Pappadeaux and Gone Girl. Pappadeaux was fantastic. We shared an appetizer and an entree, as we often do. I ate all of his mushrooms as I often will. Good food, good drinks and excellent company. We walked out just in time to make it to the Alamo Drafthouse the recommended 30 minutes before the start of our movie. 

I had used a pair of Groupons (because duh, Groupons...) and pre-selected our seats. We walked in, handed the lady at the counter the printed reservation confirmation and were handed a pair of tickets in under a minute. So smooth. 

The movie was as good as the book, and since I read the book over a year ago, a lot of the twists and turns of the plot were surprising (again) to me. Heck of a film. He said on the way to the car that it was a great movie, but it would have been a bad movie for a first date. Nothing like watching a sick relationship blow up on screen to throw the brakes on something new. I agreed, but added that it provided a nice piece of contrast. Nothing like watching a terrible woman and a terrible man to make you appreciate your very nice date all the more. 

That's it for the evening, though. I actually have a lot of work to do tomorrow, but it can wait. I think the best thing for now would be to peel back the corner of this new bedding crawl under the blanket and close my eyes. I'm going going gone (girl) to bed. Good night.