Last year, I casually mentioned on my blog that I tried to read Twilight but never finished because I did not enjoy it. This prompted a whole slew of positive, constructive comments, such as, "What is WRONG with you??" "Vampire hater" and "You are no longer invited to my children's weddings."
Well ladies, you will be pleased to know that I am now a little older, a little wiser, and madly in love with a vampire.
No, not because of the book (I never did finish it), but because it appears as though I have given birth to one.
This week, Cal strategically grew two new teeth. Just in time for Halloween.
Step aside, Edward. There's a new heartthrob in town.