For some reason James hates going to the movies. I mean, who hates going to the movies? So ridiculous, but last night he compromised and went with me for a showing of "Crazy Stupid Love". I just wanted to get out of the house but also avoid the heat; so we went to the mall, poked our head in the new H&M and then headed for the cinema.
It was actually a good movie (he would even agree). Sweet love story with some pretty witty humor.
Plus popcorn... where can you go wrong?