New Moon

"...both hands on the clock pointed up toward the pitiless sun, and, though I shoved viciously against the crowd, I knew I was too late. I wasn't halfway across. I wasn't going to make it. I was stupid and slow and human, and we were all going to die because of it."

Bella, New Moon

Come on, how can you resist words and imagery like that???

I, like so many others, am firmly under the spell of Edward and Bella of the Twilight series. I've hooked others in and as my sister has blogged about, the tales are completely addictive. Not sure why. I've spent some time thinking about it...the writing in the books is actually quite good, but those characters...they seem to leap (or slink, or drift, or flee, or slouch) off the page and take up residence in your mind.

Several months ago when the trailers started appearing for the latest movie chapter of the series, my good friend, Ann, and I booked this past Saturday evening as the night to see the movie together (strength in numbers, you know). We roped Ann's wonderful hubby into sitting for all our kids, bought our tickets early and in complete delight showed up at the theatre an hour early.

Oh my goodness. The teenaged girls! They completely overwhelmed the place. And even though we were there so early, there was already a line ahead of us. Feeling a trifle embarrassed at our age to be lined up with the 15 and 16 year olds, we nevertheless were thrilled to be there and happily bought our popcorn and then settled in for a good time. (We were also very happy to find that we were not the only moms in attendance!)

The movie was pretty good -- I had some issues with the animated wolves, considering what I've learned from my sister over the years, and there were a couple of silly moments -- but those were minor issues. For 2 hours, we inhabited the world of Edward, Bella and Jacob and we had a blast.

Poor Ann, I even forced her to have her photo taken in front of the poster of our obsession (sorry, Ann) so we could document our "Twilight night out."

Ahh, young obsession. Remember those years?

"Bella, you seem to be under a misapprehension...I thought I'd explained it clearly before. Bella, I can't live in a world where you don't exist."

Edward, New Moon

Who could resist? Not me.

Happy Happy Birthday!

A little something for our sweetie pie on her special day...



We love you!

Auntie Lianne, Bryanna and Cassidy
xoxox

A Day of Degrees

Today had been forecast all week as THE day of the Fall...sunny and warm and calm with no chance of rain. Probably was going to reach 16 degrees celsius ... woohoo! I had looked forward to going with the girls to a sunday school potluck lunch at the rectory and then enjoying maybe the last bike ride of the year.

Not to be, unfortunately.

When we woke this morning at 6:00, poor Brya, who had not been feeling herself yesterday, was rambling and flushed with a high fever. I had been keeping my fingers crossed that those darn H1N1 vaccines would be available soon but that also was not to be and so Bryanna seems to be following the path that many of our friends have already been down. I dosed her up on Advil and after settling her on the couch, headed to Wal-Mart to stock up on more meds and buy a new thermometer. Came home and the medicine had done the trick and her temp was hovering around 100 F.

Meanwhile, the weather lived up to the predictions and outdid itself - we had a day that as Cassidy said, "was just like Summer!" As Bryanna did not move from the couch for the entire day (a sure sign she doesn't feel well), I mowed the lawns and took Cassidy out of the sick house for a little fresh air...



A happier child you could not imagine...every piece of sports equipment was pulled out and tried on, rolled, thrown or wheeled up and down the street while I kept an eye on her and an ear toward the child inside. Even managed to throw her a frisbee a few times! When I checked the temp outside, it was hovering around 67 degrees. Wow.

However, by 4:30 when the most recent dose of medicine wore off, our new-fangled thermometer displayed another degree that wasn't so pleasant...103.2 F and Brya didn't even complain when the cool cloth was put on her head and more medicine poured down her throat. *sigh*

I'm just praying that a night's sleep will show some improvement tomorrow and that this kind of degree does not pass on to her sister.