Just insanely busy! And then WordPress didn’t want to let me post any videos on Monday – blame the establishment (the blogging establishment?) – not me!
Things that have kept me running around like crazy lately:
- Trying not to melt in the summer heat
- A week at the lake in Deering, reading and floating on Cuddle Island, our huge new raft aka paradise
- Volunteering at summer camp for kids with cancer and having the time of my life (though sadly, no Beiber sightings)
- Playing softball on the banks of the river Charles (dun dun, dun dun dun…)
- Recovering from playing softball and the bruises that come from this sport
- Dancing in barns (more on this later)
- Readjusting our office layout to accommodate new staffers
- Making travel plans – NYC and DC, here I come!
- Early awaiting the final Harry Potter movie
While I run through another whirlwind day, I leave you with this – pictures from everyone’s first and last Harry Potter premiere
. Neville is now a dreamboat, Malfoy looks like he wants to sell you a used car, and Ginny is hot. And none of them knew how to dress at their first premieres, which is just as it should be when you’re ten
Anyone else going to a midnight show tomorrow?
I finished re-reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows last night for the first time since it came out (and the first time since I saw HP7: Part 1). It definitely held up to a second reading, especially because it helped me fill in the blanks of what they left out in the movie (the mode of discovery at Luna’s house, among other things).
It also helped me put to rest the nagging feeling of familiarity I had whenever I walked by a certain statue near my office on Milk Street in Boston. I realized the similarity as soon as I flipped the page to chapter 16:
<– Tribute to Irish Immigrants
Tribute to the Potters in Godric’s Hallow –>
I know that it’s not exactly the same, but I feel like it could have been if they had about seven more years. And you know, if all their potatoes had gone bad in a way that couldn’t be fixed with magic and then they had to immigrate to the USA in search of the American Dream. But then they wouldn’t have those cute accents…
I wonder if anyone will ever make a real statue like from HP7. I mean, there is already a Peter Pan in Hyde Park (London) and an Alice in Wonderland in Central Park (New York). Where should this one be, if so?