Not that I'm counting or anything. ;)
So on Saturday, my hubba hubba Handy Man walks in and chucks a box in my direction. It's already open. Never mind that it's a federal crime to open someone else's mail. He thinks it's a Christmas present we ordered.
He rolls his eyes and walks out.
That's how I knew it was this:
I got my copy from my dear bloggy friends, Julie and Marshall. I got to "meet" them when I did their blog makeovers. And then, I found out that Marshall was working on the movie. He's a sound mixer-upper. I bet that's even his official Twilight title: Mr. Sound Mixer-Upper Guy. Look for him in the credits. ;)
Oh my gosh. So, I made a Saturday night date...
...with my tub and my Twilight companion. And people think we 30-somethings don't lead exciting lives. Hummpphh!
And I saw this...
this...
and even this...
You can get a temporary movie fix here. You can get your own copy to love here.
And now, it's 11 days, 11 hours and 37 minutes. *sigh*
Please, go take my poll up on my sidebar. Pretty please.
Sunday, November 9, 2008
11 Days 12 Hours 30 Minutes
Sunday, November 9, 2008
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