Say it. Say it out loud.

Yesterday I had some girl friends over, and my friend Heather taught us how to make a wallet out of duct tape.  I don't even recall the last time I bought duct tape, so you can imagine my surprise when I walked into Target and saw the endless varieties of colored and patterned duct tape for sale.  I chose neon lime green and teal.  I don't know about you, but I need to see my wallet from at least two miles away. 

While constructing said wallet, my other friend Danielle brought the Twilight saga over for us to watch, and I, for one, greatly enjoy mocking awful movies with friends.  I had never seen the third movie, but I almost fell over laughing when someone commented on the scene where Bella sat in on the Native American tribal council: "What?! Bella's not even Native American, and she's allowed to sit in on the council meeting?  That is just so unrealistic."

Hang on now.  Let's think this through. They were, after all, discussing the forging of the vampire-werewolf treaty and the ensuing threat of war, and they might have needed Bella's input on these matters.  I mean, let's face it.  Bella only needed three conversations with Edward to know that he was trustworthy.  Okay, maybe four.  I think that's saying something.  "Bella, this is the skin of a killer," Edward confessed during the sunshine-sparkle-reveal.  According to Bella, nothing that beautiful could ever kill.  Period.

Have I read the books?  Of course I have.  Did I enjoy them?  Yes, I did.  However, these movies?  Terrible.  The only thing I liked were the shots of the Columbia River Gorge, which isn't even near Forks.  Even Jacob's six-pack wasn't enough to hold these movies together, but that's just me (read: I will not be inceptioned! ...even if I'm glad he doesn't own a shirt).

So cheers to my new duct tape wallet, a fun day with my lovely friends, Danielle's amazing homemade chai, and my current musings on why we watch the movies we watch.