Conversation I had with my best girlfriend an hour ago...
(Driving in car, my cell phone rings)
"Hey!" (I knew who it was--caller ID)
"Today's the day!" (We scream in unison--the wussy girl type of flailing-hands scream you only do in the company of other girls.)
"I know. I'm on my way to pick it up right now!"
"Ooooooh!" (extreme longing in her voice) "They messed up my schedule at work and I can't get to the store until 5:00 tonight."
(Gasp) "What if they run out of copies? You know, Stephenie Meyer was on Good Morning America this morning."
"Crap--I missed it!"
"She did great. And now that I've seen her in the moving/talking flesh, I like her even more. She's not pencil-thin, you know."
"They say TV adds 10 pounds."
"Then she probably is pencil thin...and she's gorgeous...and a millionaire, to boot." (We both sigh.)
"Do you want me to pick up your copy while I'm there?"
"You'd do that for me?" (extreme gratitude emitting from her voice)
"Of course. What are best friends for?"
"So why do you think a couple of middle-aged women like us love these books so much?"
"The characters! I love Bella. She's every girl. And Edward..." (We share a moment of silence)
"He's only 17 you know--that's younger than 3 of your children."
"Nuh-uh! He's like 100 or something!" (I shudder at both thoughts) "Anyway, I'll talk to you when you pick up your book. I may even have it finished by then."
"Shut up!"
"I love you too!"
(End of conversation.)
So now I have TWO copies of Eclipse in my hot little hands. For those die-hard Bella and Edward fans, it has 629 pages (27 chapters), and I paid $17.09 at Target (after I couldn't find it at Wal Mart--actual retail price $18.99).
I just stuck a chicken in the crock pot and put on Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles for the kids (released today as well--not a mere coincidence, but a gift from above).
Goodbye world--I'll resurface in 629 pages.
