Yet another Twi blog...

I've recently been encouraged to start a blog. Not this one though, one based on my mad motherhood rantings. Then, after just one post I then had a dream about Robert Pattinson which sent my Robsession up several notches off the scale. I thought that probably the non-Robsessed amongst my friends wouldn't want to read my Robward musings so I haven't posted on it since. Unfortunately this also leaves many of my Twilight/Rob whizzing around in my head when what I really need is confirmation that I'm not the only nutjob out there.

My latest dilemma is whether anybody else has actual serious trains of thought before they realise that Twilight isn't real? This started yesterday, my mother-in-law asked me to pop into church to pick up her copy of the church magazine. Now several weeks ago, when we were having non-stop rain here, I ordered myself a rather beautiful Edward umbrella (henceforth known as my Edbrella - and yes, I spent a good half an hour deliberating over the best combination of the words Edward and umbrella to come up with that one, see why I worry about myself??!). Well the Edbrella only arrived last week and ever since the weather has, typically, been fine. So, imagine my excitement yesterday as it approached school run time and there were grey clouds overhead - definitely an excuse to take my Edbrella with me.

As I left the church, magazine in one hand, Edbrella in the other, it suddenly struck me that maybe it wasn't appropriate to take an Edward related item into church, what with him being a vampire and all, I then decided that since Carlisle's father had been a man of the cloth that it must be ok - oh, but hadn't he started up the vampire hunting parties that led to Carlisle being changed? Hmm, a dilemma indeed until I suddenly realised *whispers* Twilight isn't real you know? Of course, ever shocked at myself for getting so carried away I laughed to myself (luckily nobody around at this point) and carried on my way worrying about my state of mind instead.

My worries were further compounded by the near-hysterical state I entered whilst watching the MTV VMAs where Rob & co were introducing the next New Moon trailer. I even sat clapping to myself in excitement while I waited. Normal? No, but alone in such behaviour? Apparently not as my fellow Twi-fan friend 'Mary' (as in Mary Shelley as she is responsible for creating the monster I have become ;o)) reported that she was 'woo-hoo'ing to herself at home. There must be help out there? Not sure I want it though, I'm having far too much fun.....