Sunday, March 29, 2009

It takes less than a week to make one obsessed with the Twilight Saga.

I thought that I would be able to resist the siren's call of Twilight, but I was wrong. Here's what happened: Patrick and I had to go to Missoula for a concert that he really wanted to see. It is a three hour trip and I get really anxious driving through the mountains. Twilight (the movie) had recently been released and his mom loaned us her mini-DVD player. Patrick had brought a long plenty of movies for himself, but nothing for me (lol - so this is his fault). His mom included Twilight in the bundle thinking that it would be something I would like.

So I decided to watch it. It was difficult with ear buds to hear what was going on with the sounds from the car and Ariel Pink blasting on the stereo (Thank god for subtitles), but I got the gist of it. I found myself getting all wrapped up in the movie and like so many girls before my my hear was all a-flutter with the electric and frustrating relationship shared by Edward Cullen and Bella Swan. I finished the movie at the hotel and we went off the the show.

We were there about 40 minutes early and no one was there - nothing even set up. There were no signs that the band was going to make it. We waited for and hour and still nothing. No one knew what was going on. I had never been a fan of Ariel Pink and all this waiting was annoying for me. So finally Patrick took me back to the hotel and went back to the bar where Ariel was to play. I should have stayed at the bar because all I could do was worry, worry, and worry some more. I decided to watch Twilight again..... not because a new addiction was forming, but because I needed something light to watch (that's what I told myself anyway). The movie was just as nice the second time around....

Sure I noticed some things that frustrated me. The sometimes very weird shape of Robert Pattinson's head. Kristen Stewart's slightly flat character. The oddly formal way of speaking that popped up at random (Do you not know what I am talking about. I am sorry, Do not do that, I do not know, etc. Why can't contractions be used? No one talks that way). But none of these things kept me from realizing that this was a very good story. The movies are never as good as the books and I was wrapped up in the movie even on the second watching in less than 12 hours. Patrick wasn't back yet so I listened to a bit of commentary. Interesting stuff... kind of.

I resolved that I would have to get Twilight before we went home the next day. At Hastings I decided to get the first two books. They would surely last me awhile... wrong. The books are great and I flew through them only wanting to know what happens next. By Wednesday is was necessary to go back to get the last two. Now I've finished all four books (Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, and Breaking Dawn), read all the 'outtakes' for them on Stephenie Meyers' site and also read her partial draft of Midnight Sun (Twilight from Edward's POV). Being so thoroughly done with everything that is available at this point it slightly depressing. Now what? I loaned out Twilight to my friend/boss, but I've still got the other three books. I am working on a way to convince my husband that I need the audio books. (lol) and that's that really.

Le Sigh. (I'm French now of course)

Saturday, March 21, 2009


I just looked back at my December post and wanted to say that Maude's name is no longer Maude. After a week we realized that Maude didn't fit the new kitty and in the interest of keeping with Buffy references we changed her name to Miss Kitty Fantastico. We have since realized that the shortened versions of the name boil down to Miss Kitty or Kitty which are quite generic and Dru responds to them as well. Not a day passes where one of us says "we should have called her ... instead". The names suggested are quite random: Butters, Yoda, Darla, Attention Whore, etc... I can't even think of all of them, but we'll stick with Miss Kitty Fantastico for the time being. Plus... there's always room for a little play on words. My favorite invention is: I'm going to Miss Kicky your Asstico. Which can be used in any situation where Kitty is being insane... which is all situations aside from the ones where she is being cute and super-clingy.

Here's a couple pictures:
First, Miss Kitty on top of the fridge in the wok. No idea how she got there, but there was no punishment because she was so freakinging cute.

And second is Dru. Her coloring is so dark that it is nearly impossible to get a good picture of her, but I managed it. She's such a pretty girl.

I should change the name of this blog to Eternally Absent and Occasional Posts

But I'm not going to. Even though I don't post enough I still like my blog.

Right now I am re-reading The Complete Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams. It is great.

Here are a couple little stories about the first time I read it:

1. I was working in a factory at the time and I feared my brain was turning to mush because of the monotony so I always brought a book in to read on my break. Well when I brought in the Guide I got a lot of funny comments. Someone actually asked if I was reading the dictionary... never mind the large print on the spine saying The Complete Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Loved it.

2. I left the book lying on the table at my mom's house. She came out with it completely dismayed. "You're reading a book on hitchhiking?!?" Of course she thought that I was going to take up hitchhiking and because I read everything I was reading a book on how to do it properly. She calmed a bit when I told her it was fiction... but seriously... hahaha.

I understand the mistakes (I guess)... it really is a monster of a book, but still.

In other news - I don't know if I ever mentioned this, but I was diagnosed with PCOS in 2008. Having babies is something that I have always wanted and the fact that I have failed to become pregnant after years of not preventing is frustrating. I got complete blood work done today and will hopefully get some answers about what exactly is wrong with my and confirm my diagnosis in the next week. Then I will receive active treatment as opposed to being popped onto a birth control pill and sent on my way. (Honestly - who says 'Oh, you want to have babies, but your cycles are messed up? Take this birth control and never come back... it will all be fine'.) I really like my new doctor. :)