Chronicles of Chaos

June 4, 2007 | Print

Knocked Up

Saturday night–I misread the movie time so Michael and I miss having the dinner we planned and arrive at the theater hungry with take out containers that are too smelly to open without feeling self-conscious, ruining the desire to eat them at all.

Michael wants popcorn and coke, but he doesn’t have his wallet and I only have $5 after buying the tickets (they only take cash). Popcorn and a coke cost $5.50.

The situation is a symptom of a larger problem–I can’t seem to keep up anymore. By not keeping up I create more blowback, more things to fix in less time. Every day I lose strange necessary items, like my toothbrush. I forget to get teacher’s gifts until the day before school ends. I know school ends tomorrow, but I don’t connect the dots.

I drive home and get more cash, Michael gets his snacks, all before the movie starts–the benefit of small town living.

We watch Knocked Up, laugh and our fizzle from the failed dinner out is gone.

We get home and eat our take out cold, on top of all that popcorn, and we talk about the movie. Or sit quietly and think about it.

It has a lot of dirty humor, I guess you’d call it, the great part to me is the honest conversations and confessions. The up and down days that are funny and still real.

On my down days, the overwhelms, I’m trying to tell myself that it’s just a moment, not forever.

It sure would be nice if they could be a bit funnier while they’re happening.

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