The one where we make faces...

So I love a good date night as much as the next person. I especially love a date night that involves Cafe Rio and snuggling in the back of a dark movie theater with my honey. Don't worry...we kept it "G" rated. Unlike the movie. It was about as far from "G" rated as it was from being a quality film.

Guys, have you seen the new Twilight? Goodness me, it's a little risque. And when I say a little, I really mean a lot. Half of the movie is spent watching Eddy and Bell play tonsil hockey. {Tonsil hockey? That is just about the weirdest phrase to describe kissing I have ever heard. I am a little ashamed that I just used it. Don't judge.} The other half is spent watching bad acting, bad effects, and bad blood. I had to throw in the blood. My gosh, I about threw up all over the giggling "oh my gosh, Jacob {the werewolf, not my husband ... just to clarify} just took off his shirt" girls behind us.

We really enjoyed the movie. Obviously.

And in honor of my new blog, I asked Jake to give me the best "I can't believe I just spent $19.00 for 2 hours of this crap" face for a little Instagram.

We obviously need to work on it.

Then I decided I just had to have a normal, smiling, "we are a happy family" picture of us for once. The following is our attempt at such.

Fail. Big, fat fail. Just be grateful I only shared the first six with you.

I made Jake promise we will try again tomorrow.

Moral of the story? Don't watch Twilight. And don't try to get my husband to smile like a normal person. Both are epic failures.

♥kate