With all the giddiness that I thought only possessed by 13 year old girls, I went to see the movie Twilight. My mom and I met Erin and several of her friends at the theater Saturday morning. The theater was packed with women and only 12 men, one of which sat by me with his wife. Having read the book several times, I had certain expectations that I knew could not be completely met in 2 hours (Dear Ms. Hardwick, I would gladly sit for 6 hours in order to get every tidbit of the book as long as you give me a couple of potty breaks). When you've read the book and then you see it on film it's hard not to constantly compare the two. I find that I get distracted and am thinking too hard and am not sure if I'm getting the full effect intended by the movie makers. So, as a movie I was curious what a non reader of the book thought. Thankfully, that man I was sitting next to was such a subject. I asked and he said in his lowest voice, "I thought it was great. I really liked it", (men are so full of all those little exciting details we crave, not). So there it is. I have to echo his simple opinion with a small amendment which goes like this: I LOVED, LOVED, LOVED THIS MOVIE AND I'M GOING TO GO SEE IT AGAIN, AND, AND, AND (I think I'm hyperventilating)...Go see it if you haven't. Read it if you haven't. And call me if you need to talk about it. I had an awesome conversation on the phone with my bud Melisa who is in Michigan. New Moon is officially on its way to becoming a movie, so, just another thing to obsess over for however long it takes to finish it. Get to work guys, quickly!