Okay...this is my last "Twicon" post...well...maybe...depends on if I think of something else to write about it! But for now....here is my post about our last day in Dallas.
Sunday came all too soon. Time to pack up our room. Not an easy feat, when 5 women had been so busy with their Twilight obsession they chose not to worry about straightening up ANYTHING for four days. So...picked up dirty clothes off the floor (check!)...Scooped the 100 pounds of beauty products and paraphenalia off the bathroom counters (check!)...loaded up all our bags of Twicon acquired goodies (check!)...carefully, lovingly, place our little Pocket Edwards (and hideous Bella too) into their little travel case (check!)...snagged those AWESOME Twilight pillowcase off the beds (check!)...AND don't forget our big Edward cutout from in front of the window!!!! Oh yeah...it was just great waiting for our car at the valet station with an arm thrown around (hey! it was windy!!!) a 6'1" cardboard cutout of a brooding vampire. I'm sure no one even noticed...
So we fastened Edward's seatbelt (safety first!)...and headed home. My daughter had seriously missed out on her preferred 12 hours of sleep a night...so within the first hour she had laid over into Edward's lap and fallen asleep. Can you blame her? So he watched over her as she snoozed, and when we made our first bathroom/food stop...she awoke and looked up into his perfect face...CRAP...this sounds like some cheesy harlequin romance...She actually popped up when she felt the car come to a stop and yelled "About time! I have to pee...and we are going to get food, right???"
So Kayla and I went in to snag the food while Karen filled up the gas tank. Now while we were standing in line we kept noticing girls walking in and laughing. We also noticed men walking in shaking their heads in confusion. WTH???
And then we saw why. We walked outside to our parked vehicle...and saw him...Edward was obvioulsy needing a little fresh air so he had poked his head out the sunroof. Karen had moved him up to front seat (HEY! I thought I was the copilot!!!)....and stood him up and out into the dazzling sunlight. We doubled over laughing as we saw a girl and her boyfriend notice. She was saying "Oh my God! Its Edward !!!!" and he was saying "Holy S**t! There are bigger freaks than you. If you ever...(as he looked over at her with menace)" Yes thats us...freaks through and through!
So after that our trip home (about 5 hours!) was pretty uneventful...what could compare?
I have one more thing I would like to share...this past Monday, the Reelz channel had their special program they promised devoted entirely to Twicon coverage. We of course set the DVR to record it and enjoyed seeing all the places and events we had been a part of...but you should have heard the squealing when it got toward the end...Karen and Kayla ended up on TV!!! My personal contribution was only an offscreen and unmistakeable laugh! Jessica, the winner of the Reelz Channel contest was the interviewer...she had walked up to Karen and I when we were in line for the 100 monkeys autograph session and started asking us questions...and that was my cue to jump behind the nearest person to hide from her camera. NO WAY was I going to be that uneducated , ignorant, camera-hogging, southern-accented idiot that ALWAYS ends up telling their story on the evening news. NO THANK YOU! And Karen??? well...she has actually been on TV before for a news segment (long story)...and she still laughs at how she couldn't think of anything to say and instead just grinned big enough to show all her gums while she giggled like she was mentally challenged. But another very nice lady we had met, who was standing with us in line...had no such problems. She sweetly stepped forward and made polite and humorous answers for the crew and we were saved. But Karen is shown behind her left shoulder (grinning of course!) and my daughter Kayla is behind her right shoulder... in plain view...and even our other teen in our party (Kathryn) can been seen briefly at the left side of the screen. So naturally Kayla had to immediately text everyone she knew, update her facebook, twitter, and myspace within seconds...and squeal that she is now famous. Now she just wants to figure out how to copy that footage off of our DVR and onto her mac so she can put that on her facebook too...