TWILIGHT

Yes. The night has arrived. I have been trying to mentally and physically prepare myself for this occasion, but to no avail. I'm suffering from bouts of labored breathing and heart palpitations--I can barely function at work (which is where I write this). School has suffered dramatically and my relationship with my fiancee, well, has been interesting, to say the very least. While I recognize that Edward is a fictional character--in both vampiric capabilities AND chivalrous persona--I still find myself trying to make Sean fit the exact bill of this fictional demigod.* I will admit I have had to resist the urge to douse him with glitter when he steps into the November sun and even keep my mouth shut about encouraging him to get colored contacts (in deep gold, of course). I do realize at the same time that I am acting like a 13-year old girl. I'm giddy, shrieky, obsessive, swooning at the mere thought of Edward and Bella, yadayadayada...but I like it.

My sister who lives in Michigan (and is 26 and almost 7 months prego) went stage to the midnight showing last night. What a trooper! I waited up to hear here textual response which went like this, verbatim: "Yummy. A perfect blend of super cheesy and super sexy." That's my sister for ya. One of my brothers (who will remain anonymous for his masculinity's sake) read it last Wednesday, starting at midnight, and was nearly half-way through the second book by Friday. Don't even get me started on my mother.

Now, for all of you who will know question my taste in literature, let me say this: being an avid reader and a self-proclaimed intellectual (up for debate), I believe it is equally important to read books that will not necessarily stimulate your cerebral cortex, but that will tug on the heartstrings instead. I loved the Twilights series because I fell in love with the characters and with the story. No, not an unhealthy love (well, maybe a little bit), but enough to make me want to read it again, and again, and most likely....again. There is no explanation for my erratic behavior as of late. Perhaps after I see it tonight I will be able to focus on my real-life love story...

*Editor's note: please be aware that no feelings were harmed in this preparation process for Twilight. Sean has been an excellent sport (which makes him even more perfect) in dealing with my minor obsession.