I don't need no stinking Oil of Olay

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A while ago, we went to the Twilight movie. Yeah, sure this is old news.  But the honest truth is, I was so relieved to NOT be attracted to the Edward character. I worried that these vampire romance books would cause me to fall in love with a teenager on screen.  I'm not ready for a creepy "The Graduate" kind of vibe. So, during the opening days of the movie, I would see all of these women in the sequined, yes-I-am-still-hot-shirts and I thought to myself, sheesh who are they trying to attract? I am not really ready for the cougar stage of my life. Yup, I know I'm getting there. But, instead, I finally saw a movie with Patrick Dempsey. Nope, I don't see his weekly show.  But, I'm happy to say he is hot and my age.  No, I am not jonesing to BE with him.  I'm just relieved to be in my current decade and have a crush on a movie star my age--see how grounded I am?

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Erin said…
I was happy to be most attracted to Carlisle in Twilight for the same reasons!
January 29, 2009 at 9:14 AM
Anonymous said…
So, everybody our age has those little crow feet? Graham asked me the other day what those lines on my forehead were . . .
February 6, 2009 at 10:55 AM
Julie said…
I loved Enchanted because Patrick Dempsey was in it.

I loved Twilight, but felt like you did. Like I need to be lusting over guys just a few years older than my KIDS!
February 18, 2009 at 5:24 PM
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