"Auntie Social"

This Christmas we went to Brent's parent's house in Illinois to celebrate the holidays with his family. (Sorry for not posting any Christmas pictures, I'm kind of sick of the Christmas stuff.) We were there for about 5 days and I have to admit I wasn't the best guest.

The night before we left I made the mistake of starting the Twilight series while I waited for our laundry to dry. Needless to say I ended up doing three more loads of laundry just so that I had an excuse to stay up and read. I was hooked. The first book is 498 pages long and I made the miscalculation of thinking that that would suffice during our 5 day stay. By the first day we were there I finished it and I had to know what happend next! Unfortunately, Brent's parents live in a very small town and we were in the middle of an ice storm. No place in town sold any of the Twilight books and the library only had two copies which were already checked out. Poor Ben, my brother-in-law, had to drive me all over town looking for it. I was dying! I felt trapped! I had to get my hands on the next book in the series!

As the day passed the weather started to get better and we were able to make it into St. Louis for the evening. Bryce and Carrie wanted to take Bridget to Build A Bear Workshop, Brent wanted to eat Cecile Witakers pizza (a St. Louis favorite) and I was dying to get my hands on that book! Finally, I made it to a Barnes and Noble. I practically ran to the Twilight section and I could only see one copy of "New Moon", the second book, sitting all by itself waiting to be grabbed. Unfortunately for me, there was a couple standing in front of the section I needed to get to. I shifted to left trying to nonchalantly grab the book but the woman shifted right in front of me. So I decided to manuver myself to the left of them but the man got in my way. Finally I had enough! So I reached in between them, grabbed it, and bolted for the register.

I was acting like a drug addict and my family was starting to look at me like I was a crazed maniac, but I didn't care. As the next few days past everyone had started to notice that I wasn't there. I was in a whole other world. I was even starting to get the nickname "Auntie Social", since I'm expecting a new niece this spring. What was worse, was that I was already starting to freak out because my second book was coming to a close and I knew that I was going to have to have the third book. So on Christmas day I was very pleased to find that Brent had bought me the third book and had it waiting for me to read. I was so happy!

I've finally finished the whole series, a whopping 2,446 pages. I even went to the movies by myself so that I could see the film. That should have gotten it out of my system, but it didn't really. I just have nothing left to devour. So, I'm no longer ignoring my family. But I'm actually sad that it's over for me...for now. Hopefully Stephenie Meyer will finish her fifth book despite the fact that someone already exposed some of it online. As crazy as I am about the series I refuse to read something until I have her seal of approval. I want to read it the way she intended for me to read it...Yep. I'm an addict.