must come to an end.
(Yes I'm blogging about Harry Potter today, you wanna make something of it?)
Where to start? Ah yes, Harry Potter. I was a little late on the Harry Potter bandwagon, I'll admit. The first book was published in 1998, at the time I was *ahem* thirteen and way to cool to read about little wizard boys with goofy scars and stupid glasses. But, when I was at the ripe old age of twenty-two a good friend recommend the books to me. Okay, she pretty much told me I had to read them or she would disown me. I've always been an avid reader (and that's putting it pretty lightly). I absolutely love epic series' like the Lord of the Rings trilogy and and the Chronicles of Narnia. But when I read the Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone it completely blew all the rest out of the water.
As it happened, the year I began reading the books, 2007, was also the year the very last one came out. At the time we were living in Athens, GA and Matthew was in his second year there. Elijah was one! I had to have Matthew get the books from the UGA library for me since we couldn't afford to just go out and buy them. By the time I finished the sixth book, the seventh had just come out and I was drying to get my hands on it, along with everyone else. I had to get on a waiting list just to get a copy! I still had several days to go when Matthew came home one day with the much-anticipated book in his hands.
Is it sad that I still remember that? But seriously, reading rocks my world, I'm not going to pretend that stuff like that doesn't make me happy, because it does. Why do you think I wanted become a writer. Not because of any one book or writer, but because I love stories.
Anyway, later that year, or maybe it was the next summer I wanted to re-read the books and Matthew had an interest in reading them as well. So we started buying our own copies, one by one. So now I have a full set of my own. I've probably read them all 4-5 times total. Crazy right.
I know what you're thinking "what a nerd" right? If so you probably don't know me very well. When I was a teenage girl my favorite movies were Star Wars. Lately the only tv show I've been watching are my DVDs of Battlestar Galactica. So you can call me a nerd, it's pretty much true.
Where was I going with this? Oh yeah, the end. It's the end of an era today, I guess. If I had been totally hard core (or without children) I could have gone to a midnight showing of the movie last night. But instead I'm waiting until tomorrow. Matthew is going to take the kids to see Winnie the Pooh while I go. Though he'd much rather go see Harry Potter with me, that's how awesome he is.
And I've just now accepted the fact that certain scenes are going to make me cry, or at the very least, tear up a little. What can I say, I've gone soft in my old age.
So yeah, it's a little sad, but super-exciting. Now the question is, would it be over the top to wear my "Dumbledore's Army" t-shirt?