Holidays always remind me of why I love my family SO MUCH (said through a smile of gritted teeth). And I do, I love my family, especially when I get to see them at 4 high stress events crammed into 6 days.
This week I am also my most pleasant and wonderful self because I am A. PMSing; B.Repainting my house and getting new carpet; C.Trying to read the last book of the Twilight series and D. Not able to exercise because my knee is killing me. (Oh yeah, and denying myself the sustenance of life, Chocolate)
So, since I know that life is what you make of it, I don't want my family to disown me, and this was a week of Thanksgiving after all, I will try my best to give an unsarcastic account of the wonderfulness that was this week.
So we'll start with "Breaking Dawn" The last book in a series about vampires that is really about sex, but it's clean! And they're vampires. Mormons can read it!: My opinion is, "Meh." (That's now in the dictionary.) Okay, I'm not going to lie. I was totally sucked in. But I get totally sucked in when I'm reading "Catcher in the Rye" or "The Grapes of Wrath." My normal reading mania applied to this book as well. Now that I'm done, I'm just glad I'm done. Personally, I think Stephenie Meyers is brilliant. If only I had thought of a way to write about sex, that wasn't really about sex, I could have earned millions milking my "abstinence" stance. I probably won't see the movie either. Unless someone calls me and says, "Hey, let's go see that movie together."
Actually I'm sensing a really longwinded post so I'm going to do like 10 different short posts, and I'll try really hard not to cry when I get 0 comments.