so i chicken out...sort of. i had blogged a few entries ago about going to barnes and noble to attend their midnight prom and get breaking dawn. i just couldn't make myself go that far for a copy of said coveted book. plus, i had issues with paying twenty plus for it when i knew that i could get it for almost half that at several different stores. however, i did need a copy of the book...that much was inevitable.
11:40pm friday night, i boarded my trusty, albeit very obvious, mom-mobile minivan and headed over to wal-mart. by myself. which was totally fine because i was on a specific mission, in and out, then home again to bury my head in this book! i don't know what i expected when i pulled into the parking lot. anything from a big line of fellow mom-types and teenagers, to just a few cars of the wal-mart workers. i got something in between. yes, there were several other minivans, suv's, and various sensible family vehicles. then there were the hand-me-down, beat-up, bumber sticker donning teen-mobiles. complete with so many treasures hanging from the rear view mirror that it was a wonder they could see out the front window at all. i confidently head into wal-mart and begin browsing, because i was about ten minutes early. there was no pomp and circumstance happening inside. not even a single sign or banner advertising this glorious release. i faltered for a minute wondering if they were even releasing the book here at midnight. so i went to the book section, to where the other twilight books were. surely they would have some sort of display here promoting the anticipated release. nope. i almost had to squint to see the small statement, printed on the bottom of the cardboard display that housed the other books. it simply said, breaking dawn release 12:00 am 8/1. okay, at least i knew i didn't have to bug a random wal-mart employee to find out. i was sure they had their share of bugging that night from others like myself. at 11:57 i lurked in the clothing section, close enough to the books without standing blatantly in front of the books. who was i kidding, i was still just as obvious. whatever. i didn't care. all sense of pride was lost long ago. the minutes dragged by until at 12:00 NOTHING had happened. they are late?? how could they be late? then i saw a small pack of giggly teenagers run to the books to tell (well, more like screech... thankfully so that i could clearly hear) a stray member of their group that the books were in boxes up by register 6. aha! suddenly there were more than a few of us mom-types, that seemed to come out of nowhere, speed walking to register 6. mayhem. i waited as patiently as i could to grab my copy of the book from the box. the excitement was palpable at this point. we all had our books in hand, which seemed to transform us ALL into giggling teenagers. a line quickly formed at the adjoining register to pay for our prize. behind me a teenage boy was going on and on about how he hoped bella and edwards wedding was all he hoped it would be. i had to turn, manners forgotten, to appraise this boy. i won't go into many details about him, except to say that he had lipstick lips on his cheek with something to the effect of, edward bite me written below. ahem. enough said. i finally came to the cashier. an older, rough looking gentleman who scanned my book, but without looking, told me the exact amount due. i gave him the cash, grabbed my bag greedily, and all but ran out the door to my van. i had to constrain myself to drive the speed limit home, which i did. once inside i planted myself on my couch and stayed up till 2am. my eyelids won the war it was raging with my brain to stay awake longer.
i am a little more than half way through. it is not disappointing thus far. ah stephanie meyer, you do have a mesmerizing way with words. thank you!
okay, so i know my narrative is a bit elaborate, but i had to paint as vivid a picture i could of this surreal experience.