Movie Review

Well, just to finish out a trio of blogs about it...I saw Twilight. I give it a B, which I think is pretty generous. My question for all people who makes books into movies: If the story is good enough that you think it would be a good movie, why waste time deleting things from the story just to add things in that didn't happen? Usually, when I complain about a movie that's been made from a book I like (which, let's be honest, is every time) someone will point out that it couldn't be exactly like the book because that would take too much time. But they waste time adding new, and stupid, scenes. That time would be better served actually representing the real story. Maybe that's just me.

I did think it was cute that Stephenie Meyer made an appearrance, a la Hitchcock. But she should have spent less time planning her appearnace, and more time defending her book.

The girl made a better Bella than I thought she would, but Edward was a little too awkward for me. I'll probably still but the DVD, but I'll bitch every time I watch it. :)

Friday stuff

So I did go to Borders and buy more books...yay! And while I was there I picked up a copy of Twilight and started re-reading it because my copy was loaned out and the movie comes out today and I was getting antsy. So I read a few chapters before I could stop myself. Then I got a text yesterday from the person borrowing it, saying she was done. Of course I went right to her house to retrieve after work. So she probably think I'm crazy. But how can I nitpick the movie if I don't have all the book's details fresh in my mind. I'm not going tonight because we already had plans to go to the Timberwolves game, and I still have a few chapters left. But I'm going to see it tomorrow. It will disappoint me, I can already tell from the trailer. But hopefully it will still be a little bit good.

I am so excited that it's Friday. I don't know why, but this week has been exceptionally busy and I am so excited about relaxing. And next week is only three days! Woo-hoo! And tomorrow is my husband's god-daughter's first birthday, so that's fun.

Bibliomania

I have a serious book problem. Right now, people who know me are thinking - duh! But really, it's getting out of control. This summer I went to a tent sale the Half Price Books was having and, because I had a 25 dollar gift certificate, bought 27 books. Then a few weeks ago there was a buy-two-get-the-third-free sale on graphic novels and sci-fi and fantasy at Borders. I had a big gift certificate that I had been saving and went to the sale only to discover I had forgotten it at home. I bought books anyway. Then yesterday I say they are having another sale at Borders, all fiction is buy one get one half off, and I am totally going this afternoon, this time with my gift certificate. This may not seem really crazy to some book loving people, but I also go on weekly library trips. So even though I read a ridiculously large amount, I hardly ever catch up to what I've already bought. But I can't stop! Must! Have! More! Books!

The other problem is that I really don't like reading more than one book at a time. I know some people like to do that. And I've tried reading one fiction and one nofiction, but I always end up finishing one before I can really concentrate on the other one. So it's one at a time, and even thought I read faster than most people, it's still too slow for my buying habits. (I'm not bragging about it, but people are constantly having an amazed reaction to how fast I read. I think it's more about a sick dedication than speed. I'd rather read than almost anything.)

I seriously want to leave work early to go to this book sale. I have priority issues.

We're so cute!

I have a follower! Yay! Mr. Nicholas has a blog again, but he'll probably be even worse then me at updating it. By the way, I forgot to tell him that I'm glad he's not on fire. Sadly, I wasn't even aware that was a possibility until he mentioned it. I'm a little slow on the news uptake, what can I say?

So the cutest thing happened yesterday. N and I were in church (yeah, I know...just skip over that part and continue with the story) and as we were getting our coats on at the end of the service this older woman who had been sitting behind us caught our attention and said, "I think you two like each other. (This probably had to do with the fact that we are never not touching.) We laughed and agreed that we did like each other, and then she asked if we were dating. She seemed shocked when I told her we were married, and even more so when N said it would be five years next month. She said, "You'd never know it." Hee hee. That made us giddy all day.

Twilight

I am completely addicted to the Twilight series. Yes, I am an adult. And I'm an avid reader who usually has more discerning taste. ( I say usually because I'm also in love with Harry Potter.) But I can't help it, the books are so fun!

I started with Twilight because I read the back of the book in the store and it really made me laugh. This is what it says:

About three things I was absolutely positive: First, Edward was a vampire. Second, there was a part of him–and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be–that thirsted for my blood. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.

Seriously? So N bought it for me for Christmas, and then I was hooked. I've always loved vampires, and Edward has some traits in common with one of the loves of my life. Now I love the whole series, but he first one is my favorite. And now there's going to be a movie!! Yeah!!

Except, movies made from books usually suck. So I'm waiting with bated breath to see if this one can actually live up to the book. And I already don't like the cast. Cedric Diggory, or whatever his real name is, isn't Edward, but he's grown on me a little with the trailers I've seen. The girl who is playing Bella has not. I can't wait to see it and then spend days complaining about it!!

I also saw online there's a bunch of themed t-shirts and stuff, and I'm seriously thinking of buying one. I'm such a geek.

I love Queen!

A few weeks ago N and I went to see the Minnesota Orchestra play the music of Queen. They also featured a six member Finnish a capella group doing the vocals. Apparently they are huge in Finland, which I believe after hearing them. I believe the connection is that the current conductor of the orchestra, Osmo Vanska (there are some umlauds involved there but I don't know how to get them) is Finnish.

It was an amazing show. I love going to the orchestra, I love a capella music, and I love Queen. The trifecta. And it delivered, big. So much of Queen's music was written to be played this way, and the a capella group (Rajaton- Finnish for boundless) sang beautifully with the orchestra. They did get to do two songs a capella - Under Pressure and Don't Stop Me Now. Unbelievable.

I was just mesmerized the whole time, and when they did You Take My Breath Away the tears were just rolling down my face. I loved being there with N, and it was so wonderful that he was excited to go. It just really made me miss A, he would have loved it. Now that I've really been working on the memoir I've been thinking of him a lot. But in that king of moment, he'll always be with me.

let down again

This is the last time that I am going to write about this. At least until it's no longer an issue. And I actually just wrote this whole thing and lost it when it wouldn't post. More aggravation.

I am not pregnant. Again. There was a test yesterday and it was negative. When I got the call I left work and went home so N and I could have a big pity party. And now I feel better. Not great, mind you, but better. I know that it will work out eventually, one way or another. Keep on trucking, and all that.

I am, by nature, a happy person. Even when sad, horrible things happen, I feel it and then recover pretty quickly. I mean, my brain has a natural drive to be in a good mood. Of course, that doesn't mean I can stop myself from experiencing the sadness over and over again. But my general happiness will come back soon after a blow. In some ways, I guess that's good. But sometimes I wish I could accomplish longer periods of initial sadness and just get it out of my system.

Part of the horribleness this time around is that I told too many people, against even my own better judgment. So yesterday and today there have been sad faces and well wishers to contend witn, including my sobbing mother. It's so nice that people care, but I would rather be miserable in secret. Which is why this is the last related post. From now on, the official party line is, "No comment." I can neither confirm nor deny the stage of the invitro project, only that it is still in progress.

Voting

I voted! The advantage of living in a small town that makes people draw their jaw and repeat the name everytime you tell them where you live because they think a 45 minute commute is unthinkable, is that you don't have to wait long to vote.* Or at all, which is sweet. Even sweeter that the polling place is approximately 2 minutes from your house and on the way to the free way. Yay! So I voted, and I got a sticker, and I still got to work on time. Rock on.

Now I have to endure the rest of the day, and maybe until tomorrow, before the outcome is announced. And I thought the commercials would stop today, but the radio was tripled up on them on my way to work. Talk about last minute desperation.

Anyway, go out and vote. My opinions are well-known, but regardless of who you vot for, get out and do it. Happy voting!!

*And the advantage to writing in a blog rather than writing actual literature is that you can use amazingly long run-on sentences that no one will try to edit. :)

hatemail

Today I got my first hateful comment. Yay! Now I feel like a real blogger.

At first I was glad that I had the opportunity to not publish the load of bull that the idiot wrote, but now I almost wish I had saved it so people could see how sick some people are. I won't say what his website is because he doesn't deserve free advertising. Let's just say he didn't like my opinion on abortions. On his website there are pictures supposedly of aborted babies. Clearly, these would be partial-birth abortions, which is not your standard, first-term abortion. Also, I am pro-choice. That is not the opposite of pro-life, it's a middle ground. But when you're a fanatic, you don't notice subtleties, so I don't know why I bothered to mention it.

I am very happy that the election is tomorrow because I am sick of being forced to believe that otherwise intelligent people may want Sarah Palin in office. But no matter tomorrow's outcome, my politics won't change. Hate me for it, but that's who I am.