The Force

I had a fun date last night with 3 handsome men...OK, 1 man and 2 boys....wait, don't judge me yet! These are those cuties:

Anthony, Jack and Cameron!  We went to see the new Star Wars movie.  It was fun to be with the Grandkiddos  but a bit surreal for me sitting there watching this particular movie.  I'm thinking it was a similar feeling for Jack.  When the original Star Wars came out in 1977, we had gone to see it with some friends of ours from Chicago. It was Labor Day weekend and they drove out from Chiropractic school to visit.  We had only been in Ohio since early that year.  I was pregnant with our #2 son and was due at the end of September.  I was very excited to spend time with our friends as well as seeing the movie that was the rage that year.  Because God has a marvelous sense of humor, I started having a few contractions the minute they pulled in the driveway.  I chose to ignore those silly pains since I was 3 weeks from delivery.  (The fact that I had our first son 2 months early didn't matter did it? Ha!)  After a lovely dinner at Red Lobster and waiting in line with tons of folks and eating a bit of popcorn I realized those silly pains weren't leaving.  In fact, by the time Luke Skywalker climbed out of the trash compactor, I was in a sweat and the pains were pretty close together.  Jack was really dismayed when I announced we had to leave...right in the middle of the movie. He really wanted to hand me the keys so he could finish the flick with our friends but since we all drove together that wasn't happening!  We were about 30min. from the hospital.  To make a long story short and skipping all the gory details, our son Craig was born about 3hrs later.  That made Jack whisper in my ear..."See, I told you we could have seen the rest of the movie"....Flash forward to last night.  I didn't have any crazy pains but seeing all the actors from the original film and seeing how old they looked had me gasping in reality pain! To add to the weirdness was the fact that this movie has a similar plot to the original. That's probably why I like it so much!  Now, I've seen those same actors over the years and of course I knew they have aged...right along with me! My son who was born on that early Sunday Labor day weekend morning is 38 years old and has a few gray hairs himself.  (Only my hair dresser knows for sure about mine! Ha!)    But the real kicker came as I was lamenting about the aging actors and then remembered that this old gal, me, and my handsome hubby, had gained admittance with tickets that said..."Senior discount"...sigh...May the Force be with you!