Thanks to my oh, so understanding husband, I am finished with this book, which only came out this Saturday.
For those of you who don't understand the hype over the Twilight Saga, my apologies. One day, I innocently picked up the first of the now four novels and was swept up in the characters and plot. Well, it's over now. The last book was 768-pages long and my darling husband and appropriately bookworm-ish children let me finish it in a little over a day. They're kind of used to it given the fact that they were all born (except for Ken, of course) after my Harry Potter interest started.
And for that, I thank them. Now I can get on with my life.