In Memoriam...

We'll never forget you...

Noah's Wax Museum Story

Hey Twilighters,

I am FLATTERED. And embarrassed. Apparently, my little brother wrote a story all about my adventure at the Wax Museum with Rob. Awwww, who's a good wittle brodder (when he's not acting stupid)?
Flashback!
By the way, in the picture, that's Noah on the left and me on the right. Noah should totally get into the hair styling business when he's grown up.
I, er, also provided a translation/clarification of his story on the bottom (for those who are in Honors English).

-Mrs. Cullen

Hey Arizona! How you likin' the rain, gurl?!

Hey Twilighters,

My posts have been short for a reason BESIDES laziness!
It's all been leading up to something unnecessarily long!
After three weeks of deep thought and organization *snort*, I now present:

Mrs. Cullen's Awesomespice Arizona Experience Part I

Since I am obviously not the same person I had been just two months ago, you'll have to catch up with my changes virtually, because I'm too anti-socially awkward to come out of my room right now.

1. I. ATE. A. CHIMICHANGA. At an authentic Mexican Restaurant. Life changing.
2. I watched Eclipse. Also life changing.
3. I didn't fall off the edge of the Grand Canyon.
4. My dad wore short-shorts, a straw cowboy hat, a sort-of-cowboy-ish mustache, a backpack, a canteen, binoculars, and a camera strapped to his chest every day FOR ONE WHOLE WEEK. Imagine what that did to my already horrible self-consciousness and shyness.
5. I'm... tanner. Ugh. There goes my already poor vampire-ness, and Picture Day.
6. I've gained 10 lbs. from eating Chinese and Mexican food almost every day when we went to Virginia to visit my uncle and aunt.
7. I cut my hair. Gasp.
8. I wore two dresses out in public.
9. I have a pet cactus named Fred. I'll tell you about him later in Part II-- he's so cool.
10. I've been listening to the audio books for the Twilight Series, so now my mental voice sounds annoyingly like Ilyana Kadushin. X(

With that established, let's begin.
P.S. This is ALL MY PHOTOGRAPHY. I feel so artsy!

The skies were so cool... (Canyon de Chelly-- pronounced Canyon D'SHAY. Pssshh, who cares!)

(Grand Canyon)
The dizziness was..... dizzying. (Grand Canyon)
The colors of the sunsets made me feel sorry for the range of Photoshop's color pallet and reminded me of the color of someone's eyes... *wink wink* We were driving to our hotel in Tombstone when I took this picture.

Also, when we were driving to the Grand Canyon's Southern Rim overlook, we passed this sign. You can just imagine the expression on my face...

This is the view we had from the balcony of our hotel in Monument Valley. Purty, no?
Another view from our hotel balcony...

We also woke up early to see the sunrise (after staying up until 10:00p.m. to watch the sunset because of my overexcited father) Here's what was running through my head at 6:30 a.m. (the italics are my thoughts in case you didn't already know...)
Mrs. Cullen: Nature's first green is gold, her *yawn* hardest hue to--
Overexcited Cowboy-dad: KEL! IT'S STARTING! Hee hee hee! Haw haw haw! CALL YOUR MOTHER!
Mrs. Cullen: --hold.
Mom: Snore

French narrator's voice: Half an hour later
* * *
Mrs. Cullen: HER EARLY LEAF'S A FLOWER! BUT ONLY FREAKIN' SO AN HOUR! ZOMG TOPAZ! GOLD!!! HA HA HAAAA!!!!!
Overexcited Cowboy-dad: It's starting! Let's count down from 10! Ha ha HA! *looks through binoculars* Look at THAT!!!!!!
Mom: Yawn
Mrs. Cullen: THEN LEAF SUBSIDES TO LEAF, AND EDEN SANK TO GRIEF, SO DAWN GOES DOWN TO STAY! NOTHING GOLD CAN STAY!!! *bounces in seat*
Overexcited Cowboy-dad: TEN! NINE! EIGHT! SEVEN! *jumps up and down as well* Kelly, don't look at it for too long! It'll damage your eyes!
Mrs. Cullen: Sure. Whatever. OH MY FREAKIN' GOD THE COLOR OF EDWARD'S FREAKIN' EYES!!!
Mom: *peeks through window* Hmm. *goes back to sleep*
Mrs. Cullen: asld;kfja bawowpwoitprettiful!!!!qwytbklb am;sdlkgahhfasdfa'g
Overexcited Cowboy-dad: SIX, FIVE, FOUR, THREE!HA HA AH AHAAHAA HAH!!!!!
Mrs. Cullen: *eyes burning in sockets* GOLD!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Overexcited Cowboy-dad: TWO, ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHOOOO!!!!
* * *
Okay, you want to see my father in Overexcited Cowboy-dad Mode?
Fine.

We're standing near the edge of the Grand Canyon this time... so he's all giddy and awestruck. I'm just... standing there looking at it.
Yes, I know. There are no words.
* * *
Did you snicker at least once? Thank goodness...

More stuff to come!

Questions for Stephenie Meyer

Hey twilighters,

I'm very close to understanding every little moment-- every character, every bit of mythology in the series. But there are some parts that still make me scratch my head. I've made a list of questions for Stephenie.

1. Why did Edward taste Bella's teardrop in the book Twilight?
2. Why is Caius so pissed off all the time?
3. Why does a vampire's eyes turn black with thirst?
4. How does Aro's gift work exactly? And why did he bring that trait to be enhanced in immortality?
5. WHAT HAPPENS WHEN A VAMPIRE BITES AN ANIMAL?! This was discussed in "Letters to Twilight," a popular fan site.

Thanks.

-Mrs. Cullen

(There was a comment in the Letters to Twilight post about vampire animals that I couldn't help posting, from TeamJacobEdward: "Hahaha! I can see Aro sitting on his throne in the turret stroking his vampireized kitty all Dr Evil style..." :D)

Ed x Bells 4EVA

Hey Twilighters,

It's August 13th-- Edward and Bella's 4th Wedding Anniversary! Squee!!!
(Fanart by nami86 on DeviantArt.)

Let's take some time to remember that day... with an excerpt from the book.

"The music was louder in the hall. It floated up the stairs along with the fragrance of a million flowers. I concentrated on the idea of Edward waiting below to get my feet to shuffle forward.
The music was familiar, Wagner's traditional march surrounded by a flood of embellishments.
"It's my turn," Alice chimed. "Count to five and follow me." She began a slow, graceful dance down the staircase. I should have realized that having Alice as my only bridesmaid was a mistake. I would look that much more uncoordinated coming behind her.
A sudden fanfare trilled through the soaring music. I recognized my cue.
"Don't let me fall, Dad," I whispered. Charlie pulled my hand through his arm and then grasped it tightly.
One step at a time, I told myself as we began to descend to the slow tempo of the march. I didn't lift my eyes until my feet were safely on the flat ground, though I could hear the murmurs and rustling of the audience as I came into view. Blood flooded my cheeks at the sound; of course I could be counted on to be the blushing bride.
As soon as my feet were past the treacherous stairs, I was looking for him. For a brief second, I was distracted by the profusion of white blossoms that hung in garlands from everything in the room that wasn't alive, dripping with long lines of white gossamer ribbons. But I tore my eyes from the bowery canopy and searched across the rows of satin-draped chairs-- blushing more deeply as I took in the crowd of faces all focused on me-- until I found him at last, standing before an arch overflowing with more flowers, more gossamer.
I was barely conscious that Carlisle stood by his side, and Angela's father behind them both. I didn't see my mother where she must have been sitting in the front row, or my new family, or any of the guests-- they would have to wait till later.
All I really saw was Edward's face; it filled my vision and overwhelmed my mind. His eyes were a buttery, burning gold; his perfect face was almost severe with the depth of his emotion. And then, as he met my awed gaze, he broke into a breathtaking smile of exultation.
Suddenly, it was only the pressure of Charlie's hand on mine that kept me from springing headlong down the aisle.
The march was too slow as I struggled to pace my steps to its rhythm. Mercifully, the aisle was very short. And then, at last, at last, I was there. Edward held out his hand. Charlie took my hand and, in a symbol as old as the words, placed it in Edward's. I touched the cool miracle of his skin, and I was home."

-Breaking Dawn, pages 47-49

(I'm not signing my name as Mrs. Cullen today-- I've completely accepted the fact that Bella is worthy of him. And if I type anymore my fingers will-- arggghhhh! MY PINKIE!!!!!)

BRILLIANCY IN THE TWILIGHT FANDOM

Sigh, this is why I started hating Summit Entertainment...
They've turned the fragile twilight world into abs, triangles, and sparkles. X(
Read this. This is why a majority of the fandom are not true fans.

http://cullenboysanonymous.com/editorial-summit-blames-summer-i-blame-summit