And the clothes almost come off....

Have you heard of this thing where people will eat dirt and metallic objects for the hell of it? Its called Pica, I know pregnant women get it sometimes and some others do it but who knows what their excuse is. Well I think I suffer from something similar, but there is no name yet. When ever I see anything remotely having to do with Twilight I want to shed my clothes...

Anyway, so here I am watching ( drooling on) my tv, waiting with baited breath. I decided it is better to keep the husband (D) out of the house on occasions such as these. So I served pizza and beer like a Hooters girl outside to his mancave , to keep him from an intervention that would most definatly ensue following the revealing of the trailer. The problem with D is, when he doesn't like something I am watching he tends to make noise.....usually puke related or he sits next to me and pretends to swallow pills or eat the barrel of a shot gun, to convey his dislike for my TV choices.

Here it comes and BANG D comes and sits down.... Shit Im screwed.It took everything in my power to not rip my bra off and throw at the Tv when Edward throws Bella into a table at her bday party .Keeping my pants on was entirely a harder feat when Rsexy and Kstew almost made out on stage....I had to restrain myself. Dboy is already seriously concerned that I own a matchbox car that my kids have to ask permission to use ( yes I got a new one), and that Sawdog knows who Edward Cullen is.

So that is that, I am suffering from a clothes ripping Twilight addiction and the first step is to admit I have a problem.