My girls flipped over the movie (I can’t even tell you how many times they saw it collectively) and then madly read all the books. When the DVD was released yesterday, we had to re-arrange furniture, black out windows and generally cease from all other activity to watch Twilight. Dave punched his hair up with product and put some of my foundation on (I am apparently paler) and some plum eye shadow under his eyes and mugged for the camera to make the girls laugh. And we watched it with the girls (including Elise-the-Niece and Stef-with-an-f).
It is about vampires. It is not a romance. It is a love story (there is a difference). It is also for much younger women than me, but I did enjoy the the line from Edward: Your scent is like a drug to me – like my own personal brand of heroin. I mean, who wouldn’t want to evoke that kind of passion? Elise happened to be wearing a t-shirt with the same quote.
We kiddingly declared it another in a series of Dave’s birthday celebrations. So, I finally saw it. I was Twilighted.
NOTE: Dave turns 50 tomorrow! May I just say thanks to the Kansas farm girl who gave birth and let him go? Thank-you for your courage and for doing the right thing.