I Was Sprayed With Estrogen

Last week, I took my son to a party across town and it was going to last 4 1/2 hours. Rather than driving back home and then returning for him later, Melissa & I decided to do a dinner and a movie night. I had a restaurant gift card and the theatre near the party has $1 movies. No, they aren't new releases, but sometimes they aren't out on video just yet..We tried talking our 16 year old into joining us but we wanted to see "Letters to Juliet" and she wanted to see "Date Night". She was adamant about not going to see a "chick flick" so we let her have the house to herself and took off for our evening.. .We arrived at the theatre to find that it was much populated like an Amazon tribe (women traveling in packs and an occasional, poor specimen of the male species present). The few men that dared to come to this chick flick were dutifully following their wives around to the seats of her choosing whilst carrying her purse with his balls inside. Shameful, it was. We made jokes about confiscating their man cards while we waited for the show to begin..As interesting as the movie was, the women in the row in front of us were also fascinating to watch. When the no-good boyfriend did things to ruin the romance of their Italian vacation (I've also lived this one...), the women would murmer to each other evil things about him. He would say some insensitive thing to the heroine of the movie and there would be a collective sound of female disapproval throughout the theatre. Other times, there would be sounds of disgust or disapproval and Melissa & I didn't understand why... we felt like we were a bit like fish out of water. Are we too butch to enjoy a good chick flick?.At the romantic ending, the women in front of us were crying to each other and having all types of girly emotional displays. The two of us lesbians looked at each other like, "What the HELL is this about? Should we be crying or something?". We started to get the giggles and the credits began to roll. Then, the weirdest thing I have ever experienced in a movie theatre happened: a HUGE, high-pitched roar of 150 women excitedly talking to their girlfriends in their girliest voices deafened the room. Stunned, we turned to look at each other to see what kind of weird "Candid Camera" moment this was. ."I feel like I've just been sprayed with Estrogen." I said to Melissa. ."Totally! I feel like I'm about to start my period just from being here in this room right now."

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