Oooh, Matt Bomer *swoon*

One of my most serious celebrity crushes is Matt Bomer.  He came to my attention when I was watching the show White Collar.  He played Neil.  When he was in the last few seasons of the show, the writers started to find more and more excuses for their lead character to appear shirtless.  Good call.  He was also in the first Magic Mike movie.

When my girl students and I talk about celebrity crushes, I mention Matt Bomer first.  That's when one of them invariably mentions that Matt Bomer is married to a man, and the two of them have adopted a family.  I maintain that it definitely doesn't matter if Matt Bomer is gay or straight. I insist that doesn't change my odds.  I'd never meet him in the first place, and if I did, I doubt he would drop everything and sweep me off my feet- gay or straight.

I left testing at 1:30 today- pretty early for this week so far- and I was off to Richardson.  As I was walking to my car, I felt three big, fat raindrops land on my shirt and in my hair, but when I turned over the engine and made it to the exit of the parking lot, it was dumping rain so fast that I had my windshield wipers on their highest speed.  The rain was so intense that I didn't want to drive over 35 miles per hour on the highway.

I picked Mom up, we took off to the Studio Movie Grill and we got into a very sparsely populated theater for the 3:05 showing of the movie.

This was not great cinema.  It was exactly what I expected it to be- a bunch of male strippers get their old friend Mike back and head to a convention of male entertainers (code for strippers).  They have some adventures along the way.  The main guy gets the girl.  The other guys talk about their hopes and dreams, and of course, they all dance.  Oh, do they ever dance.  

It was a pretty great way to spend an afternoon, and I was glad to see the movie with Mom.  She and I went with my cousin Holly to the first Magic Mike, but Holly is a little too overwhelmed and exhausted to make it out to the sequel with us.  She may have had the need to stop and pump breast milk in the middle of the show.  Nobody could possibly find fault in that, but I am sure it would bother her to miss the dancing and carrying on just to perform that task.  

I go in for the last day of testing tomorrow.  It's not super-exciting, but I am almost up to $600 for the week so far.  I'm hoping to get the total to an even $700.  It would be a nice boost in my August paycheck.  Either way, it's money I wasn't counting on, so it will serve as a nice bonus.