As you read this, the Roo-girl is most likely STILL holed up in her room, reading "Breaking Dawn," the fourth book in the "Twilight" series by THAT author.
The book was released at midnight, and she spent Friday evening with her friends at the local Barnes and Noble, partying, socializing and ... waiting ... for ... her ... chance ... to ... buy ... her ... book.
When Wonderhubby and I picked her up, she was hugging it tightly, calling it her "baby" and bubbling over with enthusiasm and anticipation of finishing the story of the vampires.
Wonderhubby couldn't resist tweaking her a little by threatening to be a spoiler -- with the same tired joke he has used since the day I met him.
WH: "So they get to Bethlehem and they named him Jesus!" "Then it was a boy! Hallelujah!"
The Roo-girl: That's the Bible!
Evil Mother: *rolls eyes at Captain Obvious*
TRG: So let me ruin that one for you -- he dies at the end.
EM: Bwahahahahaha ...
TRG: But don't worry. He comes back!!!
Yes, she is a nice Jewish girl. Why do you ask?