Dawn at Midnight

I am not sure whose idea it was to stay up past midnight to get a copy of a book that I wasn't all to anxious to read. It positively absolutely was definitely mine. There are to many hours during a day and I only think clearly for about two of them. Somewhere in there i didn't have an Edward to stop me from insanely calling my sister and sharing my idea with her... and then when she agreed to it so willingly, even though it meant leaving a wittle baby home for three hours with her very capable father, I couldn't take it back when my thoughts cleared up. It is all Wally Worlds fault (I told you my family had a problem with blame... I am starting to think it stems from me??)!! See, they put up this pretty little sign that said "Party....".... "Free..." ..."Fun...". Now come on... if you had the week I had you would want to take you Excursion and haul the sign home to put in your front yard and have it forever and ever (yeah...even not thinking clearly I thought that was a little too extreme)... though who doesn't want free stuff.. at a party ..with lots of fun??? It even said "Face Painting"! And best of all "Free Wedding Cake". Who can resist dried up wedding cake with a layer of TO SWEET TO EAT frosting almost as thick as the cake itself? I mean after staring at swollen bumpy hands and dealing with a grumpy tween and cleaning up puke all week... can't you see how even wedding cake (which I never even eat at weddings) would sound sort of appealing? No, I can't really see it either... I really don't know what I was thinking! BUT... I did it and so I tried to talk myself and everyone else (because misery LOVES company) into thinking that we were going to have the "best ever" night of our lives. I rounded up 5 other completely nutso people to go with me (that is how totally awesome I am).

We decide that hanging out at Wally World all night didn't sound so fun... but stuffing our faces with milkshakes sounds like a total blast... so we all decide to meet at Iceberg first. -Wow...on a side note, I just totally got why they call it Iceberg... totally took me 29 years of my life to put that together-

I (and Emmy who had to go because no body likes her and everybody hates her so she was going to eat worms and die if I didn't take her) picked up Tera and Andrew on my way down to Iceberg. Tera and Andrew are my very awesome, too COOL, siblings. Andrew even dressed up like Edward. How cool is that? I mean not everyone got to take an Edward to the party! Then we drove to Iceberg.... I didn't kill anybody or run any red lights!

At Iceburg we met up with Sarah Barah and Keri Berry. Then we ordered our milkshakes. Emmy and I shared a banana one... it was positively absolutely a banana milkshake with chucks of banana so big you had to chew them to swallow. I am not sure what Tera and Andrew ordered... before ours was made they had almost finished theirs (they said they didn't have dinner, but they are really just pigs ;-) ). Keri ordered Pineapple. I didn't think that sounded too appealing, but whatever... It was her milkshake not mine. When Keri's milkshake was done they gave it to her and then quickly close down shop with a nice metal cage. We have decided that the reason for this was that Keri's milkshake was not Pineapple. We went through all the flavors they offered... but couldn't put the taste or texture with any of them. She couldn't return it and complain because they had closed on her... so surprisingly (and I think quite bravely) she ate the whole thing... Sarah helped a little. Even bite after bite of what seemed to be frozen orange chunks of "sawdust" fruit... We couldn't figure out what the flavor was. We came to the conclusion that they were upset she ordered so close to closing time and they just thew a bunch of dried frozen orange colored piece of some sort of "pretend fruit" or something... it was weird. She didn't waste any of it though... Jeffy would be so proud of her!

Ok, so to move on from Iceberg.... we then traveled to Wally world. We had to go to the one closer to Keri cause we are compromisers around here.... and gas is expensive... only problem was they didn't have that cool sign like the Wally World by me that said it was going to be "fun" and everything. They also didn't have the free hot dogs or face painting... they DID however have the free wedding cake with the TOO SWEET TO EAT frosting that was just as thick as the dry cake part... so there were some similarities. There was hardly a line when we got there... though a big enough one that we knew we were in the right place. Some people had totally prepared for the two hour wait with camping chairs and all that. We on the other hand decided that the dirty floor would have to do. We claimed out "spot" and sat down. As we sat there we decided that licking the Walmart floor was totally grosser than eating dirt. None of us tried... but that was the fun conversation that we carried on for a good five minutes.

It was hardly a party!! It was more like a LINE. 'Some' people say when you see a line you should always get in it... even if you don't know what is for... I think 'some' people are nuts. Lines are totally drullsome! Anyhow.... we sat there for a while and then we played UNO (I won once, yay me). Keri held up the UNO game, like, every time! I think she was daydreaming of Edward... She also spent a large quantity of time trying to convince our fellow "stand in liners" that Andrew wasn't gay. He is only a hyper teenager, maybe slightly over obsessed with the Twilight Series books. So what if he was wearing makeup and twilight stickers that said Edward&Bella 4 Ever and My heart belongs to Edward??? Gosh, she totally should have been like me and the rest of the gang who just didn't care what other people thought! :-) She is totally going to hunt me out and kill me when she reads this!



Then after our drullsome UNO game... Sarah, Emmy, and I played BLINK. That was sort of fun, but Sarah won every time which kind of made it not as fun as it could of been if she would let someone else win like once or something. There was also the wedding cake that some people actually ate... but the banana milkshake with the chunks so big that you had to chew them, had totally filled me up. Dried up wedding cake with to much frosting wasn't even slightly appealing.

Finally, the time came when the books rolled down the isle. By now there was quite a large line down and around the store. It made me realize how completely pathetic we were sitting in it (maybe that is why lines are so drullsome). At least we were pathetic enough to get there before it rolled around the store! There are pluses to being pathetic and all. People cheered as the books rolled out in front of them. We just cheered because we were almost going to get to go home. They waited till 12:01 before they would let us have the books, even though New York had got the books a whole two hours before (lots of people were pointing that out complaining... I just went along with them because it was midnight and I wanted to go to bed). Then we had to sit in line for another fifteen minutes to check out...because after all this is Wally World we are talking about... what is Wally world without a cash register line? Then we got to go home. I got my "carpoolers" to their home.. again, without running any red lights and not killing them (I deserve credit for that). Then Emmy and I went home and went to bed.

Sarah Barah said she was going to start reading the book when she got home... I thought she wasn't that nutso! I have heard from word of mouth though that she actually was nutso and stayed up till 4am reading it... CrAzY!

I on the other hand slept until 9am Saturday morning and then declared it a dedicated "book" day. I tried to tell the kids that that meant I didn't have to be a mommy for the day. They had to take care of their own stuff and make their own foods and whipe their own tooshies and all that. They seemed to camp up in my room with me and whine and fight on my bed and on me. It made it really frustrating to try and read around, but I really tried to ignore them the best that I could. Finally, I rounded them (and the friends they had collected) up and locked them out of my room. That worked for a while, but then of course Nate wanted in. He had some stupid excuse like it was his room too or something. Then he forgot PURPOSLY to lock the door behind him and all the munchkins seemed to gather in my room again. I finally gave up when Nate made dinner plans with the neighbors even though he KnEw it was my dedicated "book" day. I only got to read like 400 some odd pages. I think I don't read books twice because I have to reread the pages so many times tying to focus on what it is saying and not on all the commotion around me that it is like I read if four times after reading it only once.

No spoilers here though... if you want to read it you are going to get to! Why would I go through all the hassle of being totally frustrated that I have to read pages and pages of stuff that really just seems to be.. "nothing".. to make the book longer. You are totally not going to get from me anything, because I find that would not be fair at all... if I have to read all the crap then so do you! It is amazing that you can describe the whole book in a matter of a few paragraphs yet it is over 700 pages long. Not that I don't think Stephanie Myer is a very talented (way so much more that I) writer. I very much think she is... Plus she also has an amazingly creative mind! ... but at the same time I come away from the books wondering why they were so long when they really don't cover that many things. Some of it is entertaining crap and some of it is "why does she just not get on with the story crap". I like the entertaining crap better! Crap might be to strong of a word.

So... that is my adventure with dawn at midnight... stay away from Iceberg's Pinapple shakes!!!