Thursday, July 28, 2011
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Maybe you noticed it, but the final Harry Potter movie was released this month. In the run-up to this blockbuster event, there were myriad behind the scenes, character overviews, plot reviews and uncountable conversations with friends. Anyway, during one marathon of HP extras, I kept hearing one of the most memorable quotes of the first film. When Hagrid tells Harry that he's a wizard, Harry replies, "But I'm just Harry." As Hagrid's reply indicates, nothing could be farther from the truth.
I was drawn into the wizarding world in late 2000, when a group of friends selected Sorcerer's Stone for a book club read. I flew through that one and the two subsequent books, catching up with the books' release dates. Joker and I stood in line at midnight for one of them; we've bought two copies of every one of them so that neither had to be second to read it.
The books excited generations of readers. Kids who hadn't picked up a book before were now voraciously tearing through thousands of pages. From my middle-school cousins to an octogenarian great aunt, hundreds of people I knew ranged from casual readers to completely obsessed.
Then the movies came out. Casting of the kids was perfect, but the secondary and tertiary characters... wow. Talk about a who's who of British actors! Major stars from screen and stage were called in to portray Harry's friends and foes, and they all brought their A games.
I took my own magic wand (a replica of Hermione's, if you're wondering) to see the final film. It was amazing. I cried from the get-go. Like, from the first time I saw the first trailer until the end of the movie over a year later. But it had nothing on the sobbing that happened when I read of Sirius's death, or that of Dumbledore. I cried when I finished the last book (and the last movie) because I knew I'd miss my friends. The Harry Potter series is so much more than just a bunch of movies and books. It really is magic.
Monday, July 25, 2011
We are finally settled - more or less - in our new house in Evergreen, which is a small town about half an hour west of Denver. It smells like the mountains, looks like the mountains, feels like the mountains so it can probably be considered to be a mountain town. Our view is of the mountains and the big, wide Colorado sky, and we have hummingbirds and deer and elk right in our yard on a daily basis. We finally have internet connectivity, which means I can return focus to two heretofore ignored pursuits: blogging and looking for a job.
Back to parenting for now, but I have a few posts waiting in the wings... stay tuned; my online yet unemployed self has much wit and wisdom to share!