Apparently there are big things going on in Forks. Twilight is some young adult book about a high school girl in Forks who falls in love with a vampire. Since Forks has the most rainfall of anywhere in the continental U.S., it's a pretty good bet that vampires won't be caught in the sun. The final book in the series is due to be published tomorrow, and all the tweenage girls will finally know if Bella has chosen Edward the vampire or Jacob the werewolf.
I don't care. It's wet and rainy.
The series was written by a Mormon mother, for her daughter(s) (I don't even know if she has more than one) who wanted something to read now that Harry Potter is over. So vampires. The subtext is that you should wait until you're married to have sex, especially with vampires. Especially with sexy teenage vampire virgins (who knows what he's been waiting for). In the last book Bella is going to finally have sex with her vampire. Or her werewolf. Or both.
Then they can talk about abortion.
Yippee.
We went to the rainforest. It's called the Hoh. Yeah, I thought it was funny too.
There are gnomes there.
And giant trees.
And everything is covered with lichens.
I did not poop in the park, but apparently someone does. I guessed about a million chipmunks.
And that's it for today. We finally made it to Alex and Beth's (as evidenced below), and now everyone is in bed while I wrestle with this. I'm exhausted.
Oh yeah, the fabulous breakfast at the B&B-- Elizabeth got French Toast, and they made it by taking the inside of french bread and soaking it into an egg mixture. It was more a bready omelette than eggy bread. It wasn't good.
My waffles were fine. I shared them with her.
Off to bed.
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