It was cool. A long stretch sparkling white limousine showed up at our doorstep to pick up Matt for his ride. Hehe. Matt was saying stuff like Geez, I would of settled/been perfectly content with a taxi or something. That limo was so fancy-schmanchy...rather gorgeous and way showy. Hehe. It gave me such a champagne giggle and football kick to see the formal/properly-attired chauffeur step out of the driver's seat and open the passenger's door for Matt to comfortably get in. My Matt -- in his worn blue jeans, dark green t-shirt, black Nautica jacket, one big black bag crammed with his necessities, and a laptop bag strapped across his body. Coolness. He will give me a call when he gets to his hotel room. My cutie-pie. Hehe.
I am going to watch Mad Love tonight. Some Drew Barrymore-ness. And I am so hungry right now...a raid of the fridge is appropriate.