I've succumbed to social pressures

I did it. I finally gave in. I started reading the first Twilight book. I'm only on page 55, but I can't wait until I get another chance to read. "Why aren't you reading now instead of blogging?" You might ask. "Because." I might say. "Because Shelby lovingly offered to make dinner so I can blog, which I love slightly more than reading my yummy book. Mind your own business!"
I swore I wouldn't read it for two reasons. One: because everyone and their literate dogs are reading the book. And two: because Shelby has somewhat of a justified negative opinion of the cultural impact the book as developed, which I respect.
Regardless, my sister and sister-in-law have both expressed love for the series and I was in a literary lurch. My will waned and I decided to succumb. My sincere and public apologies to Shelby. I do, however, promise not to talk about it (often) or blog about it (much). Just know that while I'm not expressing my thoughts and feelings about it, I am secretly very much enjoying my tread in the cultural current.