Then this happened.
Friend's daughter: "He is so hawt. I wish he was my boyfriend."
Me: "Um-hmmmm. You and me both." (where is my wine???)
FD: (sternly) "Aunt Manda! Edward is much too young for you."
Hmph. Well, considering "Edward" is like 120 years old, I would have to say he is not too young for me (I hope). Also considering my real-life on-off-on-off sweetie is, er, only about 2 years older than Robert Pattinson, I guess I am just a dirty old woman. Ah well--there are worse things to be. :)
Plus, there is just something about those sensitive, artistic, intense, self-deprecating, slightly strange Brits that gets me every time (especially when they're also musicians)...
(BTW, when I went on a search for pics for this post, I got more Google results than from anything else I've searched, ever! Whoa, this guy has a vast fanbase on the web, and they have LOTS of free time for making websites and tribute videos, LOL. I read way more about his sanitary habits, or lack thereof, than I need to. I'm just saying. I am sure I had my own tween-er crushes when I was a kid, but I don't remember wanting to know if they use deodorant and wash their hair, let alone getting hysterical about it. Did you?? Besides, it's not like the pics are scratch-and-sniff...)