Archive for March, 2009

It’s not real…

Okay, so I’m still on the Vampire kick. I’m secretly hoping to wake up one day and have my hubby being standing over me ready to change my world….Seriously, what is my problem? I’ve finished the entire series and will probably read them again, though I think it wise to move on to a different subject matter for a while first.

Brian and I watched the movie last night, which I was nervous about doing because I had such high expecations coming off the books. It was o.k. Not horrible, not nearly as bad as some people have claimed (in my opinion), but I found myself making comments throughout the whole going “that’s not how that happend” or “that’s not the right color”, etc. Brian kept shooshing me, but I couldn’t help it, it just wasn’t the image I had painted for myself from the reading. All in all I suppose they did the best they could, I know from the Harry Potter experiences that some things just have to be removed or changed.

I’m at a loss right now though, for what to pick up next. I’m afraid that whatever book it happens to be will pale in comparisson to my (new) fasination of Vampires and the romance I found in those books. Stephanie Meyer may have perfectly well ruined my taste for reading….Anyway, point of this post – suggestions on where to take my mind next? Anyone have a great read?

Following the Masses

So I hardly ever read, I suck, I know. I borrowed a book from a family member, a very popular read right now, Twilight. I finally cracked it open Monday night after having it for several months (sorry Kerri!). I’m now 2 chapters away from finishing it and feel like a 16 year old girl reading it. I’m obsessed with the characters, feel like I’m IN the story and want so badly to go back to High School and date Edward Cullen…it’s ridiculous and I’m very aware of how crazy I am. My problem is I can’t make it go away. I hate when things that aren’t “real” affect me that way, but I especially hate that I can’t just turn it off.

It’s also led to me realizing just how much of a romantic I am and, to no fault of his own, how much my husband isn’t. He has his moments and I love him dearly no matter what, but I keep hoping in the back of my mind that someday he’s going to magically figure out how to be the kind of romantic *I* selfishly want him to be and totally throw me off guard. I realize it’s impossible for him to know what I expect or want if I don’t tell him, but I can’t b/c then it’s not the spontaneous romance I’m secretly waiting for…This too makes me feel like a 16 year old girl again.

As my cousin so perfectly said, I too keep waiting for my hubby to sparkle in the sun…[sigh]

I’m almost thirty, when will I get over this?