I had to laugh at myself though. I toiled on this (ha) and finally Matt helped me hang it. He examined it, nodded approval and then said, "Where's the chalk?" Of course I stood there, blank faced and flushed from embarrassment. What woman buys a chalkboard and forgets the chalk? Apparently, I do. DUH!
In other news, we spent Friday night with my little sister and her adorable friends. Matt dutifully picked up the tab and chauffeured the car as they laughed and carried on as only unattached, free-as-the-wind females can do. I had to admit, it was catching, and I found myself joining in spouting Hocus Pocus movie quotes and being silly. It was so much fun and made me miss my college friends! Poor Matt. We set out to find a haunted house, got lost, and ended up watching 30 Days of Night. Yeah, a truly scary vampire movie. Truth be told, it was only scary for about an hour, and then it just became silly. But it was fun to sit next to my sister who, when presented with terror, has no qualms about screaming her heart out. Even if she is the only one doing it. In a theatre of 400 people.