Wes and I went on a date to dinner and a movie last night. To Wes' disappointment, it was my turn to pick the movie and I chose "New Moon." I have to get it off my chest. I'm completely in love with the Twilight series. I read each book in record time, I have a book mark with Edward on it, and I got butterflies when we were waiting for the movie to start. But I should've known. After all, we did see "Twilight" in the theater and it's not exactly Oscar material. I hate to rip "New Moon" to shreds, but WHAT THE HECK!!! I mean,really? Where did they find the actor who played Jacob? He started off with a bad mullet wig (not his fault, but still), had horrendous lines (again, not his fault), but just couldn't pull off a tough guy. Yes, he's eye candy. No doubt. But every time he delivered a line, the audience laughed...and it wasn't supposed to be funny. And I just can't decide if I like Kiersten Stewart or not. It takes her a millennium to deliver a line! I understand she's trying to convey teen angst, but the movie would've been 30 minutes shorter had someone behind the camera screamed, "Spit it out already!!!" O well. I was pleased that it stayed so true to the book. Even though I have my issues with the acting, I'll still end up buying it on dvd. And who am I kidding? If someone asks me to go see it again, I will. I'm in love with the love story. Stephanie Meyer and Hollywood big shots are making a fortune off of suckers like me.

Below is a review of "Twilight" that someone emailed to me. So funny.

I present Saturday Night Drive-in's Twilight Theater:
PALE GIRL: Hi, I’m new here.
PALE BOY: I hate you. I love you. I want to eat you.
PALE GIRL: Let us go yearn for one another in the woods.
PALE GIRL: Did you just stop that van with your bare hands?
PALE BOY: No.
PALE GIRL: Yes you did.
PALE BOY: No I didn’t.
PALE GIRL: I saw you.
PALE BOY: You are clearly a crazy person.
PALE GIRL: I’m not.
PALE BOY: Look at me over here in the sunlight.
PALE GIRL: Ooooooh, sparkly.
PALE BOY: I am your darkest desire and your worst nightmare.
PALE GIRL: You’re a chocolate pony filled with algebra?
PALE GIRL: How old are you?
PALE BOY: I’m a 21-year old actor, playing a 90-year-old vampire, pretending to be a 17-year old teenager.
PALE GIRL: So you can buy beer?
PALE BOY: I’m dangerous.
PALE GIRL: I’m not afraid.
PALE BOY: I watch you while you sleep.
PALE GIRL: That’s disturbingly hot.
PALE BOY: I've killed people.
PALE GIRL: I love you unconditionally.
PALE BOY: I drive a Volvo.
PALE GIRL: I just remembered I have a thing I have to go to…
PALE BOY: You make me twitch and sulk.
PALE GIRL: You make me breathe through my mouth.
PALE BOY: I would like to take you on a date in a tree.
PALE BOY: I will refrain from doing anything un-gentlemanly, like killing and eating you.
PALE GIRL: I am dating the undead Jonas Brother.
PALE BOY: Do you see how fast I can run?
PALE GIRL: You look like a meth addict on a treadmill.
PALE BOY: You can’t run this fast.
PALE GIRL: Good. I’d hate to look that stupid.
PALE BOY: Us vampires like to play baseball.
PALE GIRL: Why?
PALE BOY: We suck at knitting.
PALE GIRL: Uh huh.
PALE BOY: See what I did there? “Suck at knitting.”
PALE GIRL: Yep, got that.
PALE GIRL: The Native American guys keep making wolf references.
PALE BOY: Shhhh. Those are sly nods to the fans who’ve read the other books.
PALE GIRL: There are more books?
PALE BOY: Yes, three more.
PALE GIRL: And we’re contractually obliged to appear in those films, too?
PALE BOY: Afraid so.
PALE GIRL: My agent is so dead.
BAD GUY VAMPIRE: I’m going to eat you. You can tell your boyfriend to avenge you.
PALE GIRL: Now? Or after I’m dead?
BAD GUY VAMPIRE: Well, not right now. I’m going to kill you right now.
PALE GIRL: Hmmm. Maybe I could leave a note for him. About the avenging?
BAD GUY VAMPIRE: Okay, that would work.
PALE BOY: Excuse me, some plot has come up. I must go wrassle this evil vampire.
PALE GIRL: Don’t mind me, I’ll be over here pining. And yearning. And bleeding.
PALE BOY: Would you like to go to prom with me?
PALE GIRL: Will there be a gazebo with fairy lights?
PALE BOY: Yes.
PALE GIRL: Will I feel like the most special, moody princess in the world?
PALE BOY: Yes.
PALE GIRL: Will there be synchronized group dancing?
PALE BOY: No.
PALE GIRL: Okay.
PALE GIRL: Our love is eternal.
PALE BOY: Our angst is interminable.
AUDIENCE: Our patience is finite.

Evening Itinerary

Act I, Scene I

7:30 pm- Corinne rocked to sleep, Taylor fell asleep snuggled up to Wes while watching ESPN.

8:00 pm- Nikki chooses to sleep rather than watching "The Hills," showing how tired she is having given up the chance to watch the spectacular drama unfold.

8:15 pm- Nikki feels particularly old and crotchety when she complains about the phone ringing.

10:00 pm- Cue crying baby. Nikki stumbles through the mess that is her bedroom, across the hall, stepping on a block, and cursing. Nikki glad baby is too young to repeat expletive.

10:00-10:30 pm- Rock baby. Again, and again, and again. Baby seems asleep. Place baby down. Baby wakes up the second any part of her skin feels the crib sheet. Super.

10:30-11:00 pm- Nikki rocks baby, praying Corinne's 4 top teeth finish busting through this week. This is grueling.

11:00 pm- Nikki stumbles back to her own bed upon completion of putting child to sleep. Nikki now too awake to fall back asleep. Nikki recounts the day, and plans for the day ahead.

11:30 pm- Nikki falls asleep.

11:35 pm- Cue 3 year-old climbing next to Nikki in bed.

11:35-12:45 am- 3 year-old continually tosses and turns, kicks and punches in her sleep. Nikki looks over at Wes. How is he still asleep through all of this?

1:00 am- Cue baby crying again. Nikki, not so politely, tells Wes it's his turn, wishes him luck, and finally falls asleep

1:05 am- Wes takes Corinne downstairs. Why not catch up on ESPN, if you're awake at 1:05 am?

5:30 am- Nikki wakes up, wet. Proceeds to inspect bed. Lovely. 3 year old, who hasn't had an "accident" in a year, peed the bed.

5:30-6:00 am- Nikki manages to move Taylor to dry part of bed, and begins gathering pee soaked sheets. Laundry before the suns up.

6:00 am- Cue Corinne crying downstairs. Nikki goes downstairs to find Wes on toilet holding baby. This is unsanitary. Nikki takes baby, relieving both of them. Apparently Corinne was "up every hour, on the hour." Nikki makes mental note to reward Wesley somehow for his efforts.

6:30 am- Taylor's awake and is "Dairy, dairy sorry I had an accident. I dreamed about a bath." All is forgiven.


I'm just waiting for the day when neither kid has a cold and/or teeth popping through, so I can sleep all night in my own bed!!! A girl can dream, can't she?



One night we'll all sleep soundly in our own beds.


VIDEO of Corinne walking. Sigh..

Goodbye, October

I love October. We celebrated Tay's birthday, our anniversary, had an awesome Halloween block party and enjoyed cooler weather. But boy are we tired, and we're starting off November sick. Ugh! Countless hand washings, bottles of disinfecting lotion and numerous spritzes of Lysol haven't done us much good so far this flu season. So not much to blog about but I thought I'd just do this mini post of pictures we took this October. This year has absolutely flown by. Corinne is 9 months, crawling like a maniac, walking across the living room, and climbing up on tables. Taylor is constantly asking me things like, "What are trousers?" and "What does especially mean?" Hi. You're 3. Where is this coming from? I can feel the year winding down, and am just happy we survived it.

Wes and I celebrated our 8th anniversary!










Tay was Alice for Halloween, even though she wears this dress everyday.





Great Grandpa visiting

Lambardi Ranch field trip










Taylor said, "Nana, take a picture of me," and then posed in front of the TV.