Take my word for it.
Joel and I went to a drive-in movie theatre...

It said that the gates open at 6:30, so logically we got there at 6:28.

And we waited...

...and waited...

...and put our legs out the window...and waited...

and enjoyed special treats...and WAITED (more impatiently now).
...and then the movies started at 8:45. when it got dark.
oops.
That's what I get for being a punctuality nazi. I HATE being late/when people are late. I think Oprah made my problem worse because she confirmed that people who are late are being disrespectful and saying "hey, my schedule is more important than yours"
End rant.
We watched toy story 3 and then grown-ups, although we left halfway through grown-ups because it was dumb.
my favorite things within toy story 3: peas in a pod

and unicorn/hedgehog combo

And I'll end this post by saying that Joel finally got his wish and we went to Cathy Asian Bistro for unlimited sushi.
He ate too much. I know you're shocked.
Its like that one time at Red Lobster all-you-can-eat ShrimpFest where I talked him into eating every variety of shrimp on the menu just so I could feel that we got our money's worth. He obliged...and then he felt reallllly sick.
Which is pretty much how it went down at Cathay.



