There I was, still without a rainstorm and a blond guy, holding a glass bottle with the word “faith” right there for everyone to see.
Then–and this is the something better–my friend and I decided that I will be her catechist in the Catholic church. In plain words, I’m gonna make her a blood-drinking Mary worshiper just like me!* Her transformation will be complete on Easter, 2016. I told her not to worry about blood cravings. If the Cullens can do it, so can she.
2015 is looking just fine.
* Pet peeve alert/catechize moment: Catholics don’t worship Mary or saints. As for the blood drinking, it’s called transubstantiation and that’s a topic for another day. You can read about it by someone much more practiced and knowledgeable here.