Yes, I went to see Twilight: Breaking Dawn Part 2 on opening night.
Yes, my friends (including the fabulous friend who rallied us together to celebrate her birthday at this event) and I were most likely the only ones in our age bracket attending the movie who were not chaperoning a “tween”/teen.
Yes, the show-time was way after my usual mid-lifer bedtime routine.
And, yes I awoke the next morning thinking, like Bella in the movie, I had achieved immortality: (I really did!)
My face was pale, too pale – perhaps it could be lack of sun and make-up, but still… My lips were red – and chapped so I had applied pomegranate flavored lip balm, but still, they were red … My eyes were red, too – bloodshot from lack of sleep actually, but still, not their normal color … I had a thirst, a deep desirous thirst – not for blood (that’s just gross). No, it was for coffee, a thirst for caffeine. I went to run from my bedroom to my kitchen at inhuman speed - like Bella ran through the forest of the Pacific Northwest
(about that part in the movie, I was anticipating her unexpectedly smacking into a tree – I mean, speed plus trees equals smack, am I right?)
… as I was saying, I went to run like a blur to the coffee pot and … Ow, crick, crack - I moved at the not quite forty, mother of three speed which wasn’t very impressive at all …or immortal-like.
Finally, yes, I had not achieved immortality - though I would have enjoyed being able to move that quickly - (Think of how much time I could save at the supermarket!) But, I did feel twenty years younger sitting at the movie on opening night – and that counts for something!
Hey, blog readers, have a Happy Thanksgiving!
I’m off to bake a few pies and then, continue writing the exciting last hundred pages of novel #2: Secrets, Lies and Apple Pies. (Hmm, maybe I should include a werewolf with a hot man body and a forbidden vampire romance … Ha!)