Losing My Cool

At the risk of surrendering some of my hard-won cool points, I am forced to admit that I am a fan of the Twilight saga. Not a HUGE fan. Don't get me wrong. I don't have tattoos or t-shirts or jewelry or anything, but I did toy with the idea of buying a Team Jacob water bottle. However, due to my Twilight love--mostly, my love of Taylor Lautner, if we're being really honest--my husband decided that we needed to go see Eclipse tonight.

I was kind of surprised because I'm pretty sure that JJ actually hates Twilight. In fact, it wouldn't surprise me if he did, to be honest. I spent an awful lot of time gushing about it when I first read it. I have to imagine that it's easy for men to hate that which they hear too much about from starry-eyed women.

Let me just say that tonight's excursion was an exercise in frustration and self-loathing. I'm pretty sure that JJ and I were the oldest ones at the theater besides the parental units who were morally obligated to accompany their underage children. I'm also pretty sure that we were the only ones that weren't content to giggle like babies during the whole movie. Most of the things that they giggled about weren't even that funny. Mostly, what I really enjoyed about the movie was the shirtless Taylor Lautner. (Let me just say this: I understand that I'm older than him. That's okay with me. He's ADORABLE.)

The longer we sat around the teeny-boppers, the more I thought, "What am I doing here?! Why are we here on the second night of this movie at an evening showing?" Next time, JJ and I will behave like the old people that we are and see this on like a Thursday at 3 PM or something. No more regular show times. It made me feel just a little bit too pathetic.

On the amusing side, I got to witness a young man full-on crying because of the movie. I thought it was the girl next to me at first, but I could see her face. No tears were shining. It was the Hispanic guy next to her. As we left, JJ spotted a beer bottle on the floor where they had been sitting. We might be inclined to chalk his emotions up to the alcohol he may or may not have consumed, but I'm pretty sure that he was just overcome by the sweet, sweet emotion of Robert Pattinson proposing. Or maybe it was Taylor Lautner's abs. I'd cry about those too. They're basically perfection.

On the upside of the night, JJ and I were able to have a discussion about the things that I feel like I'm missing out on. For example, having a dorm room experience at college. I really want that. I know it's something that doesn't please him, and it complicates things. I just don't want to look back on these years and have regrets. I know I'd regret it if I never ever tried to live in a dorm. It just seems so vital to the college experience. I want that!

We also discussed the fact that I've reached a point in my life now where I was a teenager a decade ago. I remember things from a decade ago quite clearly. Hell, I can say that we took vacations to places OVER a decade ago. This, for some ugly reason, makes me feel old. Compound that with my Eclipse experience and you can see that I've had a fairly disheartening age day.

Despite my age-related disillusionment, I've had a pretty good day. I got out of the house, which was quite nice. Very needed!