The Weekend

Friday was my brothers birthday.  On Saturday, I took him to Tucanos for dinner.  Whenever I go there, I always wish I could eat more because there is so much food and not enough stomach.  I didn't even get all the way around the salad bar before my plate was full.  Mmmm, it was delicious.  Then we went and walked around the mall.  My brother wanted to hit up the music store.  He is an amazing guitar player, so he started jamming out at Best in Music.

We went to this really weird store that had swords and chainmail and a lot of other really weird, random stuff.  There was a fireplace in there and Indy stopped at it and said, "You know what this is?!" and then he pretended to throw something in it and said "Diagon Alley!" Ha ha ha ha.  He rocks.  Also, my mom found all of the Harry Potter movies at Wal*Mart for $4 each (well, all but the 2nd one) and she got them for me.  She rocks.  Harry Potter marathon, anyone?

Later that night, I had a sleepover with Aubrey.  We watched Hook, but didn't finish it because we fell asleep.  When I took her home the next day, I walked into the house to see a giant pile of paper snowflakes on the living room floor.  My family had decided they wanted to make 500 snowflakes and they were going to put them all in my sister's room before she got home from work.  I'm not sure why, haha.  That didn't end up happening because cutting snowflakes gets old pretty fast.

So here's to this week.  It's going to be a busy one.  My goal is to get all of my homework assignments done before Friday because my grandma and uncle are coming down on Saturday and I know I won't want to do anything while they're here.

Happy Monday :)

Cure for a Cold

Dear Sam,

For your birthday we will give you a cold/sinus infection.  Also, a huge zit on your cheek.
You're welcome.

Love,
Your Body

That's alright.  Although a cold means a pounding head, runny/stuffy nose, and a really annoying itch in my throat that won't go away, it also means hot baths, orange juice, and Harry Potter.

I could live without the pimple though.

Well there goes a piece of my childhood.

I just barely got around to seeing Harry Potter.  Not because I didn't want to, but I couldn't find anyone to go with me.  I even contemplated going by myself, because I wanted to see it that bad.  But I didn't and I finally got to see it tonight with a couple of my sisters and . . .

Wow.  Harry Potter rocks!

I grew up with Harry Potter.  I remember reading the first book when I was in 6th grade.  I remember falling in love with Hogwarts, and with the idea of a magical land where witches and wizards really lived.  I hated the fact I was a muggle, and wished I would get an acceptance letter from Hogwarts. (Mostly so I could have a wand and apparate. And meet Harry).  As Harry grew up, I grew up.  We were about the same age when the first books came out, and we were about the same age when the series ended.  Watching the final movie is like a conclusion of a part of my childhood.

Could the space of my fingers get any bigger? Seriously, that's the widest peace sign ever.

lol :)