Thanks to Twitarded, I found Twilight Widowers Anonymous, a support site for husbands, boyfriends, and life partners of Twilight Addicts.
As I read Twilight Widower's hilarious blog post about a Typical Day in the Life of a Twilight Widower , I found my face turning beet red, because I realize that I too have turned my husband into a Twilight Widower.
10:30- I receive yet another e-mail from the wife with more links to the "hilarious" adventures of the Edward Cullen action figures, which other over-30 married women apparently seem to be occupying themselves with instead of taking care of their loved ones. I am happy that the wife has not yet demanded I buy one for her. (Although, I suspect, it is only a matter of time.) (TCA: Oops, Mr. TCA bought me a Plastic Edward already)I think that my husband could've written a similar story, and now I feel kind of bad! While the rest of Twilight Widower's post was super-funny, here is the part that made me cringe:
12 Noon- I begin to wonder if I am starting to resent Robert Pattinson, but I decide no. I return to vandalizing "R-Pattz" pictures on Photoshop. (TCA: My husband mentioned Jackson Rathbone's name the other day and knows what Forks is; I'm semi-embarrassed that I've tainted him with Twilight vocab)
1:30 p.m.- I get another e-mail from my wife, asking whether I can get a copy of the The Twilight Saga: The Official Guide on my way home.
5:30 p.m. Arrive home. As usual, no dinner. Wife is re-reading entire Twilight saga, and has isolated herself in our bedroom, saying she has "work to do." (TCA: Guilty^100)
9 p.m.- Am lonely. Consider asking wife to watch Twilight DVD for 7th time. But then, what will we do on date night? Hmmm...maybe I will play Xbox with the teen.The other night, I was shocked when Mr. TCA actually suggested watching Twilight together, though I know he'd rather be watching hockey playoffs. Was he lonely enough for me that he was willing to endure sitting through Twilight??
Read the rest of Twilight Widower's post here.
Thanks to Twilight Widower, maybe tonight I'll lay off the blog tonight and snuggle with my neglected husband. I think Mr. TCA will thank you.