Twilight

Hot.

I cannot get enough of it. I love the series. I just finished reading the series this afternoon. While it was incredibly cheesy, I have to say, I loved every second (ok, maybe not EVERY second...I wanted to punch Jacob Black in the face a few times and give Bella a smack down every time she seemed to be confused as to who she loved....but what can you do?) Anyway...So now I can't get enough. I am DIEING to see the movie. I am pretty sure that I must see it before this weekend is over. So at some point I will get a healthy dose of Robert Pattinson (::swoon::) and all his vampire, sparkling goodness. I cannot wait. I'm sure my husband will roll his eyes at that. I cannot help what this book has done to me.

I am on the Stephanie Meyer website and listening to the Playlists she's got for each book. I MUST have all of these songs. I am pathetic. I know.

I've also read some HILARIOUS takes on the Twlight books and movie. Here are a few of my favorite quotes from the movie:

Epic Romance in the Lunchroom

[After toying with The Hackysack Apple of I See What You Did There, Edward gets to the point, which is not that he doesn't want to be friends, but...]

EDWARD: What if I'm not a superhero? What if... I'm the bad guy?

BELLA: ... Hot.

EDWARD: *headtray*

and

Edward's Room

BELLA: You don't have a bed?

EDWARD: NO, YOU BRAZEN HUSSY.

TWILIGHT FANS: ZOMG HIS COUCH IS NOT BLACK AND BELLA IS NOT WEARING A BLUE V-NECK AND--

HARRY POTTER FANS: *FLAMETHROWER*

[Oh, look! Edward has Muse Linkin Park Debussy in his CD player! Bella loves Debussy! Let's dance!]

BELLA: Um, I'm not so much with the coordination and the--

EDWARD: I SAID, LET'S DANCE.

[And then Mr. Flying Squirrel jumps out the window and takes her barfing across the scenic Pacific Northwest. Or maybe that was just me and my fear of heights.]

I know, I know. You can thank me later for the laughs (if you even get it)

Also, tomorrow is Thanksgiving. Happy Thanksgiving! Have a great holiday! I wish I had a longer one.

For the Record...

It's hard to get into a serious book like "Snow Falling on Cedars" after you've read a book like "Twilight". I am having a hard time enjoying the book so far....I can't wait to get the 2nd book from the series...

Book Update

Ok, so I finished Water for Elephants Friday night. It was such a good book. I really enjoyed reading about the old days of the circus and what it's probably like in old person's mind. It makes me wonder if most of them feel like they're being treated unfairly. I absolutely loved the ending. Mostly because I was hoping that Jacob and Marlena would end up together. I hated August with a passion and at the end was completely surprised by how he met his death. :) All in all, I loved it. It had me laughing and near tears at some points. It was a great read.

The other book I just finished was "Twilight". There are no words that can sum up how I feel about that book. It was awesome. I know it may be geared towards teenagers, but I still enjoyed it. Much like I enjoyed all the Harry Potter books, which were also geared towards teenagers, but adults read, too. I really want to see the movie now, although looking at the trailor, I can tell there are going to be some things that probably weren't in the book that will happen in the movie. I always leave movies made from books disappointed. They always leave something out that I was really looking forward to seeing. But what are you going to do? I'm not the director or the screenwriter, so... Seriously though, Robert Pattinson makes me swoon. I loved him as Cedric Diggory, I know I'll love him as Edward Cullen.

The next book I'm reading is an old one I never got to, "Snow Falling on Cedars". I started it on Saturday, before I got Twilight. My co-worker is bringing me the next book in the Twilight series tomorrow, so I'll probably stop in the middle of it to feast my eyes on more Edward and Bella :)

::Giant Sigh::

Ok, so....Lots to talk about...

First of all, all this talk between friends about starting up a bookclub is sounding like more and more fun. On Wednesday, I looked through our office's "bookshare" and picked out "The Five People You Meet in Heaven". Let me just say that I finished it in less than 24 hours. I couldn't put it down. It was such an amazing book. It really made you think. Once I was finished I started wondering to myself, when I die, who will I meet? I loved how it was written. I could see all of the colors and all of the details. Now I need to read "Tuesday's With Morrie".

Anyway, once I finished that book, I immediately went back to the "bookshare" and found "Water for Elephants". I've heard a lot about this book and I know my sister's read it (as I'm sure a few of my friends have as well). I started on that book yesterday. I'm already about 70 pages in as of this morning. I'm not supposed to read at work, but I'm sorry-there's just nothing to do up front right now, it's so slow and I just NEED something to do besides search the internet all day. I just have to say this book is great so far! I love how the author writes about this old man and his thoughts. I love the way it goes from present day to back when he was twenty three. I can't wait to finish it.

So anyway, basically, I'm really enjoying reading. You know how you stop doing something for a while and then you pick it back up and you forgot how much you enjoyed it? That's how I feel about reading. I truly forgot how much I enjoyed reading books. It takes me to a far away land, and I completely lose myself in the book. I remember in third grade when we could bring a book from the library or home to read for a while in our reading class, how my teacher remarked to me one day how she was amazed at the way I could sit down and get so absorbed in a book, I didn't get distracted by the noise and the other kids in the class. How she would have to say "Ok, it's time to put your books up" a little louder for me because I tended to tune everything out. I'm still that way. I can't believe how I forgot the fun of reading.

On a different note, I've worked out every day this week (minus Sunday). I'm really pushing myself. I'm also keeping a daily log of what I eat. Although, I just remembered, I need to start writing what kind of emotion or feeling I'm having when I decide to eat, that way I know when I'm eating just to eat or when I'm sincerely hungry. But it's been a really good thing. At first I never saw the point in them. But then...after gaining so much weight, I realized that I was eating a lot of extra stuff just because I was bored. I can already tell a difference in my attitude, energy, and my body. Hopefully it won't take me long to get back on track.

The bad thing is that my gym is closing. Their lease is up on the 26th and they aren't renewing. Which sincerely ticks me off. The thing I liked about our gym was that it was never too crowded. You could always find a machine. It's not the best gym in the world, no, but it was easy to get to, close to home, and it got the job done. Now I'm not sure what Steven and I are going to do. I think we're going to look into our White Rock YMCA to see what that looks like. It might actually come out to be a better deal than 24 Hour. I did tell Steve that I miss working out at the Downtown 24 Hour. It was really convenient for me to go over to that gym before or right after work. But now that we have Anna, I really can't do that, unless one of us goes early in the morning and the other goes that night. And the only reason that we'd even stay with the Downtown 24 Hour is if Steven gets a job downtown.

As far as my grandpa's funeral....Let's just say there was a mixture of emotions. When we went to the family visitation, I felt like an outsider. I didn't know a lot of the people and the ones I did know, I didn't really care to talk to. I felt extremely uncomfortable most of the time. And Sunday dragged on and on. The funeral was at 2:30 and I felt like 2:30 would never get here. It was almost agonizing. Some of my family is just completely annoying. They think they're so funny and some of them have this cocky attitude....::shakes head:: And then some of them are completely ignorant. Seriously. I couldn't wait to come back home. As far as the funeral itself, my mom and her 2 sisters sang a song. They practiced it like 5 times that morning. Let me just say, it was not good. I'm sorry but I cannot lie when it comes to music. It was my MAJOR for crying out loud. So when the funeral director put on the music, he put it on the wrong track, and then my mom and her sisters weren't hooked up to microphones (they were in a room, not out in the open...) so they could HARDLY be heard. And then they were ahead of the music (or behind...I can't remember now). Needless to say, it was terrible. They were off key and I was mortified for them. Then my cousin started laughing, which made my sister laugh, which made me laugh. And then I could NOT stop laughing. I felt terrible for laughing at my grandpa's funeral. I'm sure the guests who weren't sitting with the family thought I was heartless and inappropriate. My dad seemed to like the preacher who spoke. I, for one, did not. I didn't care for him at all for some reason. I don't know. Anyway, I did cry when another song was song because I thought about how I never really got to say goodbye, how I should have come up to see him, how much it's never going to be the same going up to Arkansas and how now my mom's parent's are now gone...It's just sad. I've lost 4 grandparents in the span of 6 years. Can you believe that? I only have my Pappaw and my Grandma Brumley left. :( I'm just so lucky I got to have as much time with them as I did...but it doesn't make it any easier to let them go. I still cry when I think about Nanny. When will that stop? It's been 2 years. I always kick myself when I start crying about it because there's nothing I can do about it and she's with the Lord....I think it's always a little bit harder anyway around the holidays. I miss her so, so much. I know she'd be happy for me and I know she was proud of me...What I wouldn't give to have a few more moments with her back when she was healthy.

Goodbye

Saying goodbye is always the hardest part. I'll be doing that this weekend. Saying goodbye to my granpda. Anyway, I'm pretty sad and I'm feeling really anti-social and just depressed. My dad, sister, and I will probably head up to Arkansas on Saturday morning. I believe the funeral will be Sunday or Monday at the latest. I'm not sure what I'm going to be feeling in a few days. Honestly, I'm not looking forward to going. I don't want to see about 1/2 (or more) of the family members that will be there...This sucks. :(

Fantastic

So my Wednesday had been great so far...I was hyped up on Barack winning the election...A change coming for America...and then my mom called.

My grandpa, who is in Arkansas, has been battling cancer for a long time. For as long as I've known him he's battled emphysema...Well, the last time I saw him was when I turned 21. That was 3 years ago. Ever since then, his health has started to decline and I knew I needed to get up there to see him, but everytime was never a "good time". Well, now it's too late. He isn't expected to make it much longer. My best guess is that he'll live for maybe another day, 2 tops. I'm so mad at myself for not going up to Arkansas to see him before he goes. I knew this would happen. I just knew. I'm so upset.

On top of that, my mom also told me my Uncle Keith was in the hospital. Why? Because he stopped taking his heart medication because "it was too expensive". So what did he do instead? He started smoking cigarettes heavily again and drinking hard liquor. Oh yeah, oh yeah. Sooo super smart. So now, on top of his debt that he's already aquired, he's got a nice big hospital bill to pay (which I'm sure is NOWHERE NEAR as expensive as heart medication).... IDIOT. I don't get the logic in his thought process.

I'm just angry today. And of course the phones have been ringing a lot at work, and that doesn't help my mood when I hear bad news like I've heard today. I'm so ready to go home. I'm supposed to go work out, but I totally don't feel like it. I know I should, though and I probably will-at least to get the frustration out.

Another thing that's incredibly depressing about my grandfather passing away...They dont have enough money to put him in the ground... Yes, you heard me correctly. My grandfather's step children, have squandered his money and now he's being burried in a crappy casket and they're still not sure how they're going to pay for his burial. It's so pathetic. I sincerely hope, when I have kids, and I'm old and dying that I have already figured out my burial plans. My Grandma and Grandpa did this and so did my Nanny. SMART. Because there was nothing to worry about when their times did come.

The only thing that is making me feel better right now is that soon my granpda will no longer be suffering. He'll be free of pain and he'll be with the Lord and his wife and I know he'll be happy. He'll smile and he'll see my grandma and he'll say, "Hey there, Ms. America!" I am really going to miss him...And when we go home to Arkansas, I know it will never be the same. :(

My Photographers ROCK!

I cannot say it enough! While it felt like an eternity to get my pictures back, all I can say is that is was worth the wait! They did a fantastic job and I have NOTHING but good things to say about them. I'm so pleased with how the pictures turned out and I can't wait to get the CD and start making a million copies :) Just gorgeous pictures...