I think perhaps I may have a wee bit of a problem...

***editor's note***

I was "supposed" to have this done and up before I went to see New Moon, but *everygoddamnmotherfuckingtime* I try to log on to Verizon's web site to access my phone pics, the password is 'invalid' and I can't log on. So I just got off the phone with Verizon... AGAIN... after changing my password... AGAIN... so I could get the totally delish photos to complete this post. And yes I saw New Moon and I don't know how I feel about it yet so you'll just have to wait for that post. Later.

***

A few days ago I was walking through Nordstrom, and I saw this:

FSE, still folded up and in his packaging

So I promptly took a photo and sent it to Lost Rose.

A few days after THAT I was walking through Nordstrom AGAIN when I saw this:

FSE, in all his FS glory

Of course, being the dedicated friend that I am, I immediately snapped a pic and sent it to Lost Rose, 'cause that's her boyfriend.

Then I noticed this:

Holy crap, it's FSJ! I didn't even know there WAS an FSJ!

MY BOYFRIEND!

Notice how he's SOOOO tall, I had to tilt my phone to fit all of his studly goodness into the frame!

[Is this inappropriate? Is this some kind of k***ie porn? I don't even want to type the phrase in case the FBI has some kind of bot scanning the Internet for it. But I feel giddy/icky when I see FSJ.]

But not icky enough to keep me from doing this:

I feel that this crossed some kind of line.

Oh yes, I posed for a photo with a cardboard cutout of Taylor Lautner as Jacob Black. The blonde lady who you see from the back in the photo of FSJ kindly offered to take it for me. After she confirmed that I wasn't photographing HER. [Oh, yeah, I totes wanted *your* picture - I wasn't taking photos of the TOTALLY HOT fake cardboard guys to your immediate left and right. No, not at ALL.]

I know that it seems like my problem might be going to Nordstrom too much - but I promise that's not it. The first time, I went to their cafe because I needed lunch and they have quick, good, non-junk food. And the second time, I had Bean with me and Nordie's has lovely restrooms with posh diaper changing facilities, as well as an elevator with street access. I'm REALLY not there shopping three times a week.

My problem is that I'm so stoked, so giddy at the prospect of seeing New Moon approximately 23 and a half hours from now, that my shame has totally dissolved into nothing. No shame! I stopped in public to take photos of cardboard cutouts and posed with one of them! What's happening to me!

Also can we pause for a moment and reflect on the weirdness of Nordstrom retailing New Moon goodies? It just seems kind of odd to me. Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful - I might even go back just to visit FSE and FSJ! See what I mean about a 'problem'?

Sources: Me, me, ALL ME! Yay ME!