Love Hurts.

What am I supposed to say?

There is so much anger out there right now.

So much hatred.

Yes.

I'm disappointed too.

Obviously I care about Rob and Kristen.

I would never in a million years imagine something like this 

happening between two people that were so in love.

And whether you believe it or not...

They still love each other.

Whether they go forward together or not

isn't up to you... or me.

Rob and Kristen need to figure this out.

I only wish they could do so with some measure of privacy.

All the conspiracy theories and rationalizations

aren't going to change what happened.

All the continuous hatred and bitterness

doesn't serve any purpose other than to 

prolong the unhappiness and sadness.

We all are hurting in some way...

And I understand the feeling of protection over Rob.

The thought of him in so much pain... kills me.

But the truth of the matter is

What Kristen did has nothing to do with us.

Yes.

We can question why

We can be sad

We can be disappointed and angry.

But where do you stop and let it go?

When do you realize that hating her isn't going to change anything?

Because in truth...

All this turbulent emotion is more about us

intruding on their relationship.

Pushing ourselves in... where we never belonged in the first place.

This isn't ours to deal with.

This isn't really even our pain to feel.

I know we all do... I do, too...

But we need to back off now...

We need to let them heal and figure this out

We finally need to leave them alone...

and quit asking for things we have no right to ask for.

We don't have a right to know the intimate details.

We never did.

Final thought.

My father... who is one of the most intelligent and witty men I know...

but completely clueless when it come to 

'entertainment' news...

Actually said to me yesterday

"So I was reading the paper and saw that there

is big trouble in vampire land"

Yes.

He said VAMPIRE LAND.

I just looked at him... shocked.

I finally replied...

"Yeah, Dad... Vampire land is kinda sad right now"

He looked at me and said

"I feel sorry for those 2 kids. I can't imagine having to 

deal with that heartbreak in the public eye."

Compassion.

My father has it.

And he knows nothing about Rob and Kristen

beyond what he has read in the paper.

I know some of you are so angry at Kristen

and want to call her names and hate on her.

But try to look at her...

as she is.

Strip away the fame and fortune...

Take away who her boyfriend is.

Look at her.

She is just a girl.

Who made a terrible mistake.

A horrible choice.

Yes... she hurt some people

And she has to live with that.

She has to make amends.

But she is hurting too.

If you saw her on the street...

Desperate and crying... hurt

Wouldn't you stop and try to help her?

Wouldn't you be scared and worried for her?

Or would you just scoff and say she deserves her pain?

Would you spit on her as you walked away?

Personally?

I would help her.
I want her to be OK.

I couldn't just turn my back and walk away.

And that's where I am right now.

This post is brought to you by compassion.

I hope some of you find some.

If you are without sin... cast that stone.

.........

(waiting)

..........

Thought so.

Until next time

(and there will be a next time.)

Bye for now

P.S.

I still adore Tom Sturridge.

A bright shiny star 

in this dark dark night...

Missing Robert Pattinson...

Ah... The weekend.

The good part? Spending time with the family.

The bad part? Spending time with the family.

Does this make me a horrible person?

Yeah. It does.

But I'm going through Rob withdrawal right now...

I'm irrational. I'm moody.

I'm a grade A bitch. First class.

So... Don't be messing with my Robert Pattinson...

OK?

Here's a small sampling of what I had to deal with...

(and keep in mind this is outside of being wife and mommy...)

Husband: Anything good on TV tonight?

Me: Saturday nights suck on TV....

Husband: Does it have to have VAMPIRES in it to be good to you?

Me: No, it has to have werewolves in it, too...

Son 2: And don't forget the brooding Rob Pattinson.

Husband: Who? Is he the Vampire?

Me: *sighs* I'm going to bed.

And this is why I choose to keep my addiction...

to myself.

I'm not sure what is worse...

Dealing with smartasses who think they know

what they are talking about...

Or dealing with missing Robert.

....

....

Missing Robert.

Way worse.

Bye for now ♥

Obsessed with Vampires or Robert Pattinson?

Random Thoughts...

Did you watch 'Vampire Diaries' last night?

Did ya, did ya?

I did.

Well... first I had to make kinda a deal about it.

It's what I need to do

to perpetuate husbands

'You are so obsessed with Vampires' bullshit.

(and OK... we've gone through this before...

I am sorta fucking obsessed with Vampires...

fucking sue me.)

I liked the show.

The Rob/Edward guy was not anywhere

near as fuck hot and sexy as Robert...

But he was pretty OK...

And the brother... pretty fucking OK...

The Bella chick was adorably cute...

And yeah... total take off on Twilight...

But... eh.

I still enjoyed it.

OK.
So.
I have an appt. for a mammogram yesterday.
(TMI? It gets worse)
Yeah... a lot of us know how fun those are
(Being female fucking rocks... doesn't it?)
So anyway...
After getting my boobs squished flat...
I was put into this waiting room until
the doctor could look over the scans...
And this magazine pounced on me!
Robert Salvation!
So what if I read the fucker already...
It was Robert... and I was ready for him.
I open the magazine...
Flipping through the pages...
Looking for Robert's face...
Nothing.
WTF?
I flip through again...
No Rob.
Finally I look at the index...
Rob on page 52.
I turned to page... 49?
There is no fucking 52.
Some motherbitch fucking tore out
the article on Rob!
Seriously.
The pain was worse than
getting my boobs squished!
(Everything turned out fine, btw... I'm good)


Kristen Stewart.

Isn't she gorgeous here?

So damn pretty.

But the pictures I've seen from "Eclipse"

have me a bit worried.

She seems to be wearing a

questionable wig.

Now, I realize she cut off her hair

for the Joan Jett movie...

But um...

You gotta get Bella's hair right!

What.The.Fuck.

It's not like Summit doesn't have the fucking money.

Seriously.

The wig fucking sucks.

It worries me.

Big fucking time.

My gray Chucks.
Yes.
I got gray Chucks.
I have red Chucks.
I have pink Chucks.
Decided to get gray ones.
Why?
Well...
If you are reading this...
You already know why.
Cuz Rob wore gray Chucks!
So...
I was wearing the Chucksters
out and about yesterday.
I got 3 compliments.
"Cool shoes!"
"Love the Chucks!"
"Really like your shoes! Great color!"
Fucking awesome.
Chucks rule.
How many Chucks did a WoodChuck Chuck?
Just wondering how many times
I actually typed the word CHUCK.
Hmmm.
(I got 12...)


*sigh*

Where's Oregano?
It looks like me and T
are going to have to put this topic to bed.
Forever.
I mean...
Oregano who?
No one gives a shit about Oregano anymore...
Michael Anaganarano (hahahaha)
Or whatever the fuck his name is...
Is irrelevant.
OK... honestly...
He became irrelevant as soon
as Rob and Kristen met...
But that's beside the point.
We had fun poking fun
at his constant lurking.

But never fear...
Roxie will return!
Pocket Edward will be back!!
Until next time...

Bye for now ♥

Robert Pattinson is a Vampire??

How tedious.
Sometimes I just get so tired of hiding my ROBsession.

My addiction... my reason for being.

OK, that's a bit fucking melodramatic... but you get the point.
So.

I try really (really) hard to stay off the computer
when my husband is lurking around.

1. It's just common sense, less bullshit I have to deal with.

2. Believe it... when I am on the computer... Husband is always lurking.

Sometimes I think he must be related to Oregano...

That's how fucking good he is at it.

But, last night... Husband was watching baseball (again)
and I was so fucking bored...
I found myself flipping open my laptop.

Getting my fix...

Getting doused with all that is Robert Fucking Pattinson.

Drowning in him... losing myself in his fierce
(yes, I still love that word) beauty.

Then Husband, trying to be funny (TRY being the operative word, here)
asks me to look up some lameass baseball statistics...

As. Fucking. If.

Husband: Hey- could you look up blah blah blah blah? (and honestly, that's what I heard...)

Me: No.

Husband: Come on- I just want to know blah blah blah...

Me: No.

Husband: It will only take you a minute... Blah blah blah blah blah



Me: No. (You think he would get the hint, here... but NO)



Husband: Oh I see... You can't tear yourself away from your VAMPIRE page.

Me: No.

Husband: Blah, blah, blah... blah blah blah



And then I shut him out completely.
There are only so many BLAHS I can deal with.


It just goes to show...

that husband is still fucking clueless...

He fucking brought up VAMPIRES... AGAIN!!!!

I guess I am better at hiding my love/lust for Rob

than I thought.


Excellent.

Bye for now ♥

Hiding Robert Pattinson Behind Vampires...

I always find it interesting when the word 'VAMPIRE' pops up in conversation.

All eyes turn to me.

Why you ask?

Because the people in my life all believe I'm obsessed with them.

I guess I can understand where it comes from...

1. I own 3 copies of TWILIGHT on DVD... and have watched it too many times to count.

2. There was a period of about 10 weeks, where I continuously read the books from the TWILIGHT series. Back to back to back to back to back...

3. Pocket Edward forgets to go into hiding... so people find him staring at me. Again.

4. No matter how quickly I try to hide my desktop (with its glaringly HUGE pictures of Robert Pattinson) someone always seems to notice his face looking at me. Again.

5. I forgot to 'bury' the folders of the hundreds of pictures I have saved of Rob... and the husband noticed them. "No, you're not obsessed with Vampires" was his reaction.

6. The youngest son saw the autographed picture of Rob.

Son: Is that a real autograph?

Me: Yes.

Son: Did he really sign it to you?

Me: Well, youngest son, that is MY name after the TO:

Son: Um... How did you manage to get that?

Me: I sent him a letter and asked for it...

Son: Geez, Mom. You seriously worry me.

Me: Geez, Son... Thanks.

So... family and friends think that my 'obsession' is with Vampires... not the incredibly hot, sexy, sweet, adorable, intelligent, witty, soulful, thoughtful, charming man who plays one. (my youngest son not included... I'm pretty sure he's aware of my adoration of Rob now)

I'm cool with that.

I even play the game.

I pull out Stephen King's "Salem's Lot" and put it where it will be seen...

I show immense interest in the fact that "True Blood" is starting its new season on HBO.

(and I am interested... I like the show.)

I make silly comments about the new "Vampire Diaries" show that is starting in the Fall...

and laughingly say that I will have to watch it...

But then...

I probably WILL watch it.

Shit.

I guess I am kinda obsessed with Vampires.

Not even close to my addiction to Robert...

But Edward Cullen has pretty much sealed that deal.

Geez, Rose. You seriously worry me.

Bye for now ♥