How old are we, anyway?

What do you get when you mix two pitchers of pomegranate martinis,



a newly released DVD full of teenaged angst and rock-hard marble vampires (ahem),

and a group of thirty-something women (three Twilight virgins, one Twilight newbie, two newly-addicted Twi-moms and one Twilight expert)?

You get a night filled with eating, drinking, giggling and sighing, sharing personal stories of teenage angst and first loves.

If your names are Heather and Monica, you get a hell of a hangover, the likes of which haven't been seen since high school.

If your name is Jenni, you have a "little headache", which you cure with an eight mile run at 8am the next day. (Lovingly I say to you, you suck!)

Now we are counting down the days to New Moon (November 20th, mark it on your calendar)... Even if Lula fails on her mission of "fasting and praying for a better New Moon", we will all still have a great time that night; of this, I am certain.

Now, where did I put that Excedrin?

(p.s. I found the recipe for pomegranate martinis on foodnetwork.com. They were delicious. However, my hangover cured me forever of wanting this particular drink. Looks like I'm sticking with Mike's Hard...((that's what she said)).)