The Fun of Twilight's Eclipse
OMG, Eclipse is out this week! Yes, I wrote "OMG." Why? Because I feel like I’m twelve years old again. I can hardly stand it.
You all know how I feel about the Twilight Saga, I can't help it. And, from the responses I constantly receive about it, I’m very clearly not alone. Thanks for the support moms. I love you.
For this lovely version of my personal saga, I'm happy to share that I bought my tickets for the movie over a month ago, have taken the day off work and have three mom friends going with me. We're over the moon (no pun intended, in fact, I can’t even believe that I just wrote that).
Anyway...we all know the story by now, we've either read it (or re-read it more times than we’d like to admit) or seen the movies. I just finished The Short Second Life of Bree Tanner.
As a side note: I greatly admire how Stephenie Meyer so thoroughly invents her characters. Every side story, every action is intentional and well thought out. I wish she'd publish her other character-development-gone-wild, Midnight Sun. Seriously, if they made four move movies from Edward's perspective, I'd go see all of those too. But I digress.
I've mentioned before, these books bring back the feelings of joy, excitement and torture of first love, and it's such a fun experience. I felt that tickle of anticipation and teenage angst this last weekend when I had to run some errands in the middle of the day.
My husband offered to stay home with the kids, and I was really excited to get out of the house on a hot summer day. The energy and excitement over Eclipse had already started to possess me, and I was really anxious to get in my car, feel the sun on my skin and blast "Supermassive Black Hole" by Muse (you know, the first song on the Twilight soundtrack).
I was running my mommy errands on the outside, but on this inside I was a silly teenage girl, running to the mall to get make up with my girlfriends. Or the older teenage girl who would steal blinking barricades with her friends. Yes, we did that. We would use them to decorate our boyfriends lawns when we toilet papered their houses. It was fun, stupid and probably illegal, but really really fun.
But whatever it is that these books and movies bring out in me, it was in full force as I ran my errands. I felt so good. So young, so happy and silly and excited about, well, everything. Shopping is more fun, eating is more fun, calling the girls is more fun and everything just seems to infused with more energy and joy.
It's a nice break for a mom, you know?
So from one mom to another, thank you Stephenie for making something so fun and silly for us to enjoy during a time of life that can seem overwhelmed by chores, errands, never-ending questions, bills and aging. What an enjoyable way to tap into some much needed energy and have some silly giggles.
Thank you a million times over!
p.s. I want one of those dreams, how do we get those? Ha ha…
Author: Sarah
