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Twilight

I took myself on a date with myself tonight. I saw Twilight. I get the "Wife of the Year" award for not subjecting my husband to a chick flick. It was a yawner. If I hadn't treated myself so well and bought popcorn and a drink, I may have left. Contrived awkward pauses between seventeen year old lovers is not my idea of a fun two hours, vampire or not. Don't get me wrong, there were parts that were enjoyable but I think I'll stick to the books for the next three movies. I just hope I can get the Edward I envisioned back in my head. Cedric from Harry Potter is just not the Edward I would have chosen. I did like Carlisle, Emmett, Esme, and Alice, in that order. Just to ruin the movie for any of you who haven't seen it, Bella does not turn into a vampire at the end. Surprise.

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  1. Hey Nancy! SO nice to hear somebody NOT in love with the movie. It's a craze among some in my ward, and it's nauseating!

    My husband's boss (who is male) actually took the whole office and me to see it. The movie is worse if you haven't read the book, they say.

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