Girls Night Out

It is Girls Night Out at Bitner Manor. Tonight I am going out sans kids and husband and meeting up with a few of my close friends. What are we going to do, you ask? Oh, you know, the usual: dinner, dessert, girls' talk--nothing out of the ordinary... unless you think it's weird that--around at the stroke of midnight--we'll transform into these squeeing, love-sick fangirls:


That's right, we're going to see New Moon, the second installment in the Twilight saga.

I know, I know, I can't believe I'm going to go see New Moon either. Ever since I read Breaking Dawn I've become a very out-spoken critic of the series. And I was extremely disappointed in the first movie of the Twilight Saga. I even wrote about it. Despite all my criticism I've always maintained that New Moon is my favorite book in the series. Besides, this movie was directed by Chris Weitz not Catherine Hardwicke, so I figure it cannot possibly be worse then the last movie (knock on wood).

Anyway, I'm excited!  I'm grateful that I have a husband who puts up with my love/hate relationship with the Twilight series and is cool with my going out tonight--a school night.  I'm glad I have an opportunity to go out with my friends.  And even if the movie is the worst thing to ever grace the big screen, I'll still have a great time (though I won't hesitate to post a scathing review here).

Here's to vampires, werewolves, irritating protagonists, Girls Night Out, good friends, and awesome (read: patient) husbands (I love you Duane.  You are My Jacob, which, in my book, is a very very good thing)!

TEAM JACOB!

P.S. Speaking of Duane, he now has his very own blog.  Check it out.