Smuggler

So, I have a confession.  I am a smuggler.  And I am proud of being a smuggler.

What do I smuggle you ask?  Food.  I smuggle food into the movie theater.  And on Friday night, I achieved what I consider my greatest feat of smuggling yet.

Friday night I had a little girls night out.  I met my sister-in-law to shop for matching outfits for all of our boys, but she had to go home right after.  Since I had the most horrendous week, Aaron said to go ahead and just have a night to myself.  In fact he encouraged it.  

I decided to go see the movie Letters to Juliet, which started at 7:25 pm.  When I left Target, it was about 7:15.  I really wanted to go, but I also hadn't eaten dinner yet and I knew I couldn't wait 'til after the movie.  Since I wasn't about to pay the exorbitant prices for movie theater food, I opted to get Del Taco and smuggle it in.  

I have a big purse, so the food is not a problem.  The drink was the tricky part.  If I would have had more time, I would have gone and bought a bottled drink somewhere.  Instead, I tried my hand at smuggling it in a regular cup with a lid on it.  I am happy to report that it worked.  I successfully got the drink into the theater, without it spilling all over the inside of my purse!  

I feel that this opens a whole new world of possibilities for me when it comes to eating at the movies.  At least until they start searching everyone's bags, which I am sure will happen somewhere in the future.  Then I will have to find other ways to sneak the food.  That's right, I am a dedicated smuggler.  I won't give up easily.  

I am sure there are people who would view my smuggling as being wrong, but I view myself as a sort of Robin Hood, fighting against an unjust system that robs the people of their right to eat cheap food.  You know, it's an act of protest, sort of like those people who tie themselves to trees they don't want to be cut down. 

(Oh, and as a side note, I absolutely loved the movie.)