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?