This is for those of you whom we love but because of our personality "quirks" we seldom stay in touch with, and even for those of you whom might rather we didn't stay in quite so frequent touch. -S&M
Tickets for New Moon are selling out in pre-sales online all across the country. Luckily, my friends and I already have our tickets. So when I emailed Suzanne in Colorado last week to let her know, this is (roughly) what transpired over multiple emails:
Me: Tickets are on sale if you want to come with us.
Suz: I don't know if you were serious or not, but I looked into flights to Wilmington and they're not too bad. I could come visit if you wouldn't mind.
Me: Of course I'm serious. Please come visit!
Suz: I'm serious if you're serious. I'll call you tonight and we'll work out the details.
Later that night we got stupidly excited on the phone as she purchased a ticket to fly in on Thursday, Nov. 19 (the day of our New Moon midnight showing) and leave Sunday morning. She also secured her movie ticket so we can get all geeky and fangirly with the rest of the girls for drinks before the premiere. Cannot wait!
Just received the following text:
"OMG. Am in the car, daydreaming about Twilight and am totally blanking on the 'dad's' name. Is it Carlisle? Help!"
The fact that I totally understand the daydreaming and the need to text someone to get a name when your mind shuts down is why I love my friends. They're not scared to be fan girls. And they totally rock for it!
Managed to leave my camera in NC for my 10th GPS reunion. Luckily Sarah had her's. At least for dinner.
This is the response I received from John Allen after threatening to explain the appeal of Twilight: "i understand they are well written books, but come on! "OMG I, like, really like this guy, like and like he's a vampire!" It's like Judy Blume's Stories from the Crypt. HAHAHA"
On this day of giving thanks, I wanted to share a few things I am incredibly grateful for: quiet moments shared with family and friends, the overwhelming love I have for my husband, the stories and characters that live in my head, laughing until it hurts, having friends who "get" my quirky personality and like me because of it not in spite of it, friendly smiles from strangers, the feeling of obsessiveness I get from reading a good book, passionate heartfelt songs that give me goosebumps, snuggling with kitties in bed on a lazy morning, putting the right words down on paper, a glass of crisp white wine, fictional characters that I love enough to cry over when they are gone, random cards and emails that let me know the people I love love me back.
We purchased a 1/2 bushel of oysters in preparation of Mark's family coming down for Thanksgiving. Then, due to some unforseen and sad circumstances, plans changed. And we were still lerft with a cooler full of oysters that I wouldn't touch.
So we did what we've done for all of the other holidays when we couldn't be with family. We called our friends. Krysti, Andrea and John came over and we camped out around the kitchen table and polished off 2/3 of the oysters. The high point of the evening came when Mark broke out the bacon and sharp, white vermont cheddar and John decided Mark needed to add it to the Priddyboy's menu because it was the perfect meal.
These are our seriuous Twilight faces.
The movie totally rocked. Apart from a few minor things that annoyed the crap out of me, I LOVED this movie. I sat sandwiched in between Mark and Erin on an almost full row of people our friends had invited. Mark seemed annoyed but kep to his promise of not saying "Awww" once. Though he looked very much like he wanted to. Erin was so excited, she held my hand through most of the movie.
The Good:
- Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart - they were kinda perfect as Bella and Edward. Playful and serious, and intense and gorgeous.
- Voice overs from the book that made it feel like the book I fell in love with.
- Their first kiss - OMG! Much more powerful than I was expecting.
- Stupid Lamb quote was intact and exactly the way it was said in the book.
- The music kicked ass. Especially Muse during the baseball scene. (Erin and I sang along quietly to almost every song.)
- I cannot wait to see it again in Chatta with Mom and Karen!
The Bad:
- Edward sparkles so much better in my head.
- Edward shows Bella that he sparkles because he is trying to scare her, not because he's sharing some wonderful, perfect secret with her as in the book.
- Edward looked sick when he first smelled Bella not hungry or mad. It was sadly laughable.
- I liked Jacob. (And I HATE Jacob!)
- No "Stupid shiny Volvo owner"
- If I hadn't known the back story of why they loved each other, I probably would have been confused. And that makes me sad.
• At trivia on Monday I talked to my friend Bret's girlfriend for the first time. We'd exchanged a few hellos and what nots before, but we had never actually had a real conversation. She sat next to me and we bonded over Edward. As it turns out, she's a really cool chick.
• On Wednesday, I went to Krysti and Billy's for a Rock Band party where, thankfully, they did not force me to participate. I toured the house, pet the sweet kitty who I was told doesn't usually like to be pet by strangers, and continued bonding with Erin over Twilight, and then Buffy and Linkin Park.
• I realized last night while talking to Ash for over an hour that I haven't seen her in almost a year. And though we email and comment on each others blogs frequently, I haven't spoken to her in that long as well. Hearing the Georgia twang creep softly back into her voice when she got really excited about something made me smile. It's been way too long and I've missed her way too much.
We had a perfect score through the first three rounds of trivia. Bonus questions included. Things were looking up. Then Adam, the trivia host said that if out team got all questions right in the last category we would be the first team in two years to have a perfect game. So naturally, we were screwed.
And then, we got the last set of questions. Our confidence level was high. We felt pretty good about most of the answers. We at least had answers for all of them but the bonus. The questions had to do with giving the nickame of a convict, whose real name we were given. While all of us threw out any names of criminals we could think of Micha, who never talks, said was that the guy who escaped from Alcatraz? None of us knew. So we put some other answer down. We should know by now that when Micha answers, it's right. He only answers when he knows he's right.
So on our almost perfect round, the only question we missed was the bonus question on the very last round.
I have friends. Need proof?
The first picture is Krysti and me at the Karaoke Kong Marathon (notice my KK logo on the right side? I made that); the second is Andrea and me at Krysti's birthday party. My friends rock.
Just like too many cooks spoil a broth, too many trivia teammates second guess each other and we come in third.
I know I should be happy that we placed, but I'm not. It's annoying that we had right answers and then changed them. Oh well. There's always next week.
We came in first tonight. With three perfect rounds at trivia, and one not so perfect round. But all that really matters is that we earned that $30 gift card. Free beer next week!
They did it. After 39 hours and 2 minutes, Anthony finally shut up. And won the world record for longest consecutive karaoke singing by one person. With the help of Jeff, our very own Karaoke Kong, the two took over a local bar and rocked out for three days. I wasn't on hand for the record-breaking song (I had a client meeting – stupid clients), but as you can see from the video, Mark and our friends Jeff, Krysti and Andrea were there to cheer Anthony on. Since the event, the story has made it onto Yahoo! News and ESPN's Top Plays.
This year, all the girls in the office attended the Azalea Festival Garden Party while we left the two guys to hold down the fort. The Garden Party is our chance to get all gussied up, have free drinks and play the game "Who's had a Boob Job"
This year we found out it was one of our own. Any guesses Former Talkers?
