How awkward is that?

Wednesday night, Mr. Movie-pants and I had a little date. We went to see John Carter in 3D at the theater close to my house. It was better than I had expected and we both enjoyed it. 


As we were exiting the theaters, we walked arm in arm and talked about where to go eat. A few paces from the door, in walks my ex and his two roommates. I just about lose it laughing when I realize its the three stooges, my lovely Irish boys. The three of them look confused and befuddled at the sight of me with a guy they don't know. We greet each other and talk a little ... I ask what movie they were going to see, and of course it's the same one we came from. So, I told them we enjoyed it and then left with Mr. Movie-pants. 


Walking to the car, I couldn't stop laughing and Mr. Movie-pants gave his opinion on their "state of being" - they were definitely drunk. He thought it was funny and then I mention how awkward that was. He asked why and I told him that we just ran into my ex. "OH" was his reply. Definitely awkward, but really funny. 


So, the next night I had gone over to my ex's since he said he would help me with my car. He did and as I was getting home with the temporary fix with my clutch slave, I notice my brake lights wouldn't go off when I turned off my car. So, it was back to my ex's and I was reminded how much I love my Irish boys. The ex comes out and right behind him are his roommates, one with a flashlight to look for the fuse box under my steering wheel and the other with his tool kit, to loosen the negative charge on my car battery so that I could easily wiggle it off and on to turn off my brake lights. Sigh. They're a great bunch of guys, and since we're framily (friends + family), I was not chastised for being on a date the night before. Love them a lot. 


Obviously, I got a lot of sleep yesterday since I am up way passed my bedtime. Goodnight all ... xoxo.