It's been an exhausting few weeks for one reason or another, but one consistant has been my daughter's nagging for me to sit and watch Twilight with her. So, having been completely worn down, I finally gave in and sat down to watch the film.
I loved it. I can see now what all the fuss is about, and have to admit that I immediately snuck in to her room and pinched her copy of the book. To be honest, I also started to read it, but will hold back until I've finished Veronica Henry's, Marriage and Other Games, as it's a damn fine book and I can't enjoy them both properly if I'm going from one to the other.
I'm relieved that I left it so late to watch the film, as now I don't have to wait so long until New Moon comes out. I've even been checking about pre-booking cinema tickets. Sad? Moi?
Step-Son #1 arrived today, and this evening we sat down with J and R and watched, The Boat That Rocked. Brilliant. Can't wait to see it again.
We laughed all the way through, and as well as having a great cast (Nick Frost, Bill Nighy, Kenneth Branagh, Philip Seymour Hoffman, Rhys Ifans, etc) the music was pretty damn good too.
Now, if only I'd put as much time and emotion into my writing, I might also be telling you that I'd finished my editing. Nope! 'Fraid not.