By Nicole

Day.  Week.  Month.  Year... haha.  That makes me laugh because it's the same!  Anyway, in keeping with my Eeyore tone.... I am just wiped out.  Today was the kind of day where I got home and couldn't even muster up the energy to take off my boots because my feet felt like they were now connected to the leather.  Fused by my cotton socks.  So, I sat in them for a very long time.  They'd been on my feet for over 15 hours...  I sat in my boots in my delightful, gold velour chair eating M&Ms and trying to find the willpower to stop that too.  I so cheated today.  Like 300 calories over.  But, when I was savoring that chocolatey goodness, I almost didn't care.  My girlie and I took a late night trip to the Home Depot for a very specific paint supply that none of the stores in our town carry.  On the darkest, most blustery night of the week, I drove so many miles, humming David Crowder Band's "E...

So, it might be of note to admit to everyone that I am from Forks. A town that, until recently, was entirely unknown to everyone but loggers and hippies. A town now made famous by a woman who had never set foot on the Olympic Peninsula, but who wanted to write a book about vampires and werewolves traipsing around the darkest, rainiest and gloomiest corner of the United States.  And now here we are. Twilight is everywhere. Twilight has entirely changed the face of my town. And, I hate to admit it, has kept businesses open and brought a boost to an economy that has long been struggling. Twilight may well be keeping our town alive during this recession. So, I hate to admit it...and I also hate jumping on bandwagons. I resist fads and frenzies and going with the flow. Up until a month ago, I would never have dreamed of actually reading Twilight. I would much rather remain ignorant and decipher what I could from the endless lines of giggling tweens and giddy twenty, thirty and forty-so...