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I am a big fan of murder mysteries, so it stands to reason that I would like Law & Order, and now Criminal Minds.  Sometimes you just have to get away from crime.  CNN is the answer in relation to the world now, but if I hear one more reference to the budget, I may have to shoot my screen.  So, for frivolity and the study of the totally warped human mind, I go for “Say ‘Yes’ to the Dress.”  I have no idea why I like it, and I often watch it covertly, so that no one in the house knows I watch it.

In fairness to me, I have been the object of comedy at my endless viewing of the Harry Potter Videos.  I try to turn the sound up and down, as they have a lot of very loud spots and then just talking.  I apologized to the youngest the other night if it woke him up, but he said that no, he liked to hear it as then he could mimic which spot I was currently in with the series.  This goes along with the false voices they ‘do.’  It also made me feel better that I was not irritating the rest of the family, but a source of comedy.  If I watch other movies, I WATCH them.  With Harry Potter, it just lulls me to sleep because, let’s face it, I think I have them memorized.

What would irritate them, besides my bridal gown fetish now, is the two times I have tried to watch things like “Beauty Queen Babies” or “Miniature Dancing Divas.”  I could only take ten and five minutes of each respectively and, OKAY, I cannot remember titles, but you get the picture.  Actually, it should be “Diva who could no more do a dance step than an acrobat one.”  I mean, that woman needs an assistant to demonstrate those moves.

What she also needs is a lesson in positive reinforcement.  She reminds me of one of those coaches who makes football players workout in full uniform in 110 degree weather, until they pass out dead.  These are little kids.  If your kid is that serious about dancing, find a teacher who does not take it into war drills, but who teaches it seriously and in a classy manner.  I applaud those mothers, and I don’t applaud them for much, but I do applaud them for standing up and telling her that those costumes were trashy and the dance was worse.

And, if my kids teacher turned around and said something about children never listening to parents because they don’t know … or whatever it was she said, I would go down to the floor, take my kid by the hand be out of there, and never return.

Which brings me to the wonderful mother on the show about babies in beauty pageants, who did say, at the end of the $10,000 award pageant show, that her daughter was going home and not taking part ever again because she wanted to teach her better values and that she had worth.

Don’t even get me started on “Ice loves Cocoa.”

I really need to go back to reading books.

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Each of our senses can bring back vivid emotions/memories. 

The commercial for Harry Potter World in Orland, Florida evokes one of those moments in the (approx) eight notes that start it.  Okay, I have no idea what they are calling Harry Potter World, so maybe the commercial isn’t all that good.  But, everytime it starts, I find myself transported to a dark theatre, heart racing but a little lighter, with all the hope and promises of a magical adventure.

I have been reading a new-to-me blog, ‘The Last Muggle to Read Harry Potter via The Last Muggle to Read Harry Potter.’  She is reading the Harry Potter series, for the first time.  Since she has seen the movies and is twenty, she has an interesting perspective on the whole experience.  She also comes up with things that I never thought.

We do not go to the theatre much anymore, even though AMC is only $5.00 in our area and I thought we would go alot.  We still use our criteria for what is a “Big Screen” movie.  I miss going to the theatre and I hate watching movies at home with husband.  He is Mr. Logic.  I get totally enveloped in whatever world the movie is in.  I suspend belief because, hey, we are in the author/screen writer’s world and they probably just have different rules.  Then, suddenly, I am brought back to our world by his telling me that something or other is, “blah! blah! blah!”  He can’t do that in the theatre.  He’s a real mood buster.

So, after he goes downstairs, I pop in a  Harry Potter movie just to listen to those eight notes.

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This picture is “Waiting for Grandad.”  Left to right we have, EMT, JCountry and Gaffer.  Pardon my over-crowded house.

Four men in the house and anytime that we can get all four in one room, a game happens.  The latest “greatest” game is 1942, Axis and Allies.  The challenge is getting them all in one room.

The first thing that happened was EMT disappeared.  Literally, disappeared.  He left, on Friday night, to go help with Bingo at the fire department and never returned.  He told me he might just sleep at the department, but would be home in the morning. 

EMT has a bad habit of not letting us know what he is doing.  He is twenty, so it is hard to complain; however, I have repeatedly explained to him that it is a matter of courtesy to let the people you live with know when to expect you back.  Heck, it is even a matter of your own safety, as we have a relative who died when his car flipped over and he wasn’t found for three days.  The first two days he lived. 

So, the first day EMT was missing, I grumbled about him all day.  I left the outside light on until 3am and then swore and went to sleep.  The second day, I began to worry a bit.  Late that day we called his friends.  Why is it no one is ever home when you call them for something really important?  Late that day we drove around.  No one was at the fire department.  No one was at his friend’s house. 

At seventy-two hours, we went to the police and filed a report on him, missing, in our car.   He has had a problem with a couple of guys and we were concerned they had cornered him and beaten him to a pulp and left him in the woods.  We drove around staring between trees for our red van.   Our County is wooded.

Two hours later, when we arrived home from the police station and driving around, for the second time, Gaffer decided to make a library run for books, movies and high speed.  Twenty minutes later, Gaffer calls and lets us know that he is parked next to our Red Van at the library, and will call if his brother is in the library.

YUP!  That’s where we found EMT, after seventy-two hours.  During the time he was missing, he had gone camping, torn apart a car with a friend, and made money scrapping the parts, done Christmas shopping, and gone to the library.  He really does not understand why we were so upset.  In the meantime, my hair is grey!!!

EMT, anticipating leaving for the Army in January, where he will be the problem of the U.S. Government and they can figure out where he is, brought home the Harry Potter Clue game.  He gave it to the family for Christmas and wanted to get a lot of gaming in before he left.  He also figured it was maybe a game I would play.  He was right.

Playing games is akin to having a kidney infection, for me.  I am more a knit and giggle with daughter, while games are going on, preferably with a glass of Bailey’s in hand, kind of gal.  There are now three games I will willingly play: Cribbage, Dominoes and Harry Potter Clue. 

I should be cleaning my piles of projects out of the front room and baking pies or cookies for our Thanksgiving dinner, instead I am blogging and listening to Gaffer speak with a Russian accent as he rolls his dice to defend Russia from Germany.  The are figuratively spitting at each other, I am told.  JCountry is Germany.  Gaffer is Russia.  Granddad is back in from his disappearance to my studio and all is well with our world.

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The rain has stopped, the sun is out and I am on my dial-up, for a while at least. I have been kicked off twice, so I shall type fast. This morning I had a party line on my phone. Thank you SOOOOOO much AT&T, for this wonderful service.

I am working industriously on the book stuff. I have a printed manuscript and am passing it around the family for each to read and critique. It’s interesting the different things they each find.

Irritating Little Chihuahua has a new phobia. My mother purchased three recliners for her apartment and sent home the rocking love seat and reclining chair that she had to our house. We now have a leather couch, a sofa bed, a love seat, a huge old broken down recliner of my dad’s (I just can’t part with it) and my mother’s recliner. They are all in the frontroom although working their way to the dining room and it is mom’s chair that is half in and half out that is frightening the dog.

She seems alright with the chair being there and has even braved jumping up on the love seat. However, if anyone sets in mom’s recliner and reclines, feet up, the dog becomes a quivering mass of jello. She tries to hide behind my back, or forces herself into my arms, no matter what I am doing.

But, perhaps it is inherited. I hesitate to tell this story on myself, but what the heck. Last night, I woke up on the floor. Seriously! And, no I had not been drinking or doing any drugs. I do not remember falling out of bed. I just woke up on the floor, kind of under my table-matic, whatever it is that my computer sits on.

The worse part is, I sort of woke up and realized I was on the floor but that I could not get up. I believe I dozed off at that point and woke again and realized my arm was wet, so I reached up and moved my dumped water glass and went back to sleep again. I believe it was three tries before I got myself up off the floor. This morning, needless to say, I was really tired and slept late.

And, as if that was not enough, or maybe there is some connection, I dreamt that I was having a baby and that Severus Snape was the father.  (Sorry, all you not Harry Potter people, he is a great character, but I would not want to marry him.  Lupin maybe but not Severus.)   I was going to die after the baby was born and he was there, with his van, taking things to his house because he would be raising the baby. 

Okay, maybe I need to quit sleeping with my headphones on and listening to Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows at night.

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What can I say about Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince? Out of five people in my house: one has not seen it, three did not think it was as good as the other movies and one, ME, absolutely loved it, and since it is MY blog.  I get to rave about it.  I have seen it twice now and would be happy to go again. Give me a call, if you would like company to see it.

1. The cinematography was awesome. This is the hardest one for me to explain, but I felt like it was shot in real life, rather than as a movie with actors. I am guessing it has something to do with filters.  The cinematography was outstanding.

2. It was funny, in just the right amount. And, a lot of that can be credited to the increasing acting talents of the actors. Harry (Daniel Radcliff) is just hilarious when under “lucky potion” and the same for Ron (Rupert Grint) when under a “love potion.”   Hermoine (Emma Watson) was excellent also and showed a warmer, more relaxed side of Hermoine.

3. I loved Jim Broadbent as Slughorn, although it bothers me a bit that he isn’t padded to more fit the description J.K. Rowling gives. But, he so fits the character that it doesn’t take long to get over missing the extra padding. Ie: his stomach did not precede him.   He plays the part to perfection. 

4. Ron’s girlfriend, Lavender Vane is it? and I am sorry I cannot remember the actresses name, but she did an excellent job also. And, that part could have been sooo overdone. But, it was perfect.  Freddie Stroma, as Cormac McLaggen just made you cringe, he did such a great job as the boy with the crush on Hermoine.  We’ve all known a character like him.  (Thank you, Review – Half Blood Prince « Mariannabelle’s Weblog for reminding me.)

5. And, while we are on actors, I am glad to see a “character driven movie again. I think that may be what made it flow so nicely, as opposed to a couple of the other movies, where it was like watching independent scenes.  One being “Goblet of Fire.”

6. I loved the way the shots worked for the close ups of Dumbledore and Slughorn. Slughorn’s makeup really added to the drama of the shot.  Like I said, the cinematography was outstanding.

7. The isolation you felt for Draco Malfoy was heart wrenching: unlike every other movie. You may have felt sorry for him previously, with that father, but he was such a despicable little snot nose that you hated him.  This time around, your heart ached a bit for him.

So, I, for one, in this house, absolutely recommend Half Blood Prince, my only drawback would be a spoiler, but they did something at the end that I just do not understand. It was dramatic and a wonderful scene but it really puts them in a bind when it comes to several continued subplots for the next film. I mean what about poor Hedwig and all the things in the trunk, that are needed???????

To be fair, and give the other three house members their side, although they should get their own blog for that, right?  Anyway, It was mentioned that this is not a good “stand alone” movie.  Even the opening scene would leave someone confused who had not seen the previous movie.  One person felt too much time was spent on Draco Malfoy’s search to fix the cabinet and that Snape’s state-of-mind was not shown enough.

I need to go now.  I have discovered my very own personal giant Acromantula in the downstairs bathroom.  Gosh, I am glad it did not grow any bigger.

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I have now slept for two days, mostly round the clock.  I do not do well on sleep deprivation and had to catch up.  I keep hearing “I walk the Line” playing over and over in my head. 

Oh, that is JCountryRock and his guitar.  Whew!! I was beginning to think I was worse than I thought.  As much as I love to hear him sing or play guitar, I think there may be a limit to times he can pick the same song out over and over.  However, I do it too when I practice violin, so I shall keep my mouth shut or put my headphones on.

We are being treated to Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince tomorrow.  JCountryRock’s girlfriends parents have purchased tickets for three of us to join their family to see Harry Potter on Sunday.   The fourth of us, EMT, is off  at some biker campout. 

Now, just so there is no confusion, this is a “BIKER” campout, not bicycling campout.  My mother was a bit confused and wrote me back and said, “I didn’t know he was into biking.  That must be fun.  I would love to do it.”  And, I had to write back that the most fun thing he mentioned was someone making soup, offering him some and him looking down and swearing there were toenails in it.  No, I did not tell my mother that, nor about the “other” really fun thing of being flashed by twentyeleven girls already.  This is his version of going on a vision quest apparently.

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Okay, I rarely, if ever post this time of night, but I am doing one of the hardest things I do in life. I have to stay up all night.

Now, when I was young and imbibing with friends on the weekends, this would not have been a problem. If I imbibed now, I would pass out. Which is NOT the point.

I am staying up so I can have a sleep deprived EEG and I thought you would want to know, but, mainly, I am trying to stay awake.  Irritating Little Chihuahua is very irritated with me because I have not turned the light out and keep disturbing her. 

I have read Reader’s Digest, which my mother gave me free with her subscription.  I am NOT impressed with the new design of the magazine.  Too confusing and hard on my eyes–at least at 11:30pm.  My text to speech won’t work so I have to reinstall it off the original disc but that is something I dare not attack, this time of night or I might end up without a computer.  I am listening to Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince, on my computer.  That part of the speech works.    I wonder if I have enough dark chocolate to last?

So, you ask, is there any medical test known to man that I have not had this year? Yes, I have not had an MRI yet. They are doing that before the EEG.

Isn’t life fun???

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When we visited the Museum that was—   What happened to the “Wow” factor??? « Savanvleck’s Weblog  about the Musuem of Science and Industry and, okay, so maybe you just cannot go back.  But, we were surprised to see the Harry Potter tent.  Do not totally misunderstand me; there are some very great things to see at the Museum of Science and Industry in Chicago.  But, Harry Potter, in a tent?

Yes, the Harry Potter was is in the tent and it is the most wonderful of adventures.  I was really hoping the four year old, who was walking around the museum in his wizard’s hat and robe, all a bit big for him, would be there at the time we were allotted.  Alas, no little wizard in sight.  I can see that this exhibit is for the big kids. 

Even it’s interactive features were for older kids.  First, you needed some truly big muscles to pull the Madrack Roots out of their pots.  The fact that I only made one Quaffle through the goal, is probably my own lack of sporting ability and not theirs.  But, The splendor of Dumbledore’s robe will definitely be lost on most eight year olds.  Us big kids got to experience the joy and wonder of the Hogwarts world.   I surprised myself with the amount of time I stared at the Grim in Harry’s teacup.

Bad news, no cameras.  The only thing we could take a picture of was the Ford Anglia that sat in a lobby in the museum.  The strip mall aspect, just left me cold and I had not brought my “good” camera, so I blotted out the mall with this very bad sky. 

Of course, had they allowed cameras, everyone would have been so busy taking pictures that we all would have ended up flash blind, so I do understand.  I was a bit surprised that they did not have someone set up in front of Hagrid’s chair though to take souvenir pictures.  It would have been cheesy, but a compromise.

Master’s Daughter and I sat in Hagrid’s chair and we agreed it is the same size as Master Daughter’s husbands chair.  We often say that “he is too big to be allowed” also,  but it is usually in relation to his behavior (love ya, son-in-law).  Anyway, we thought it should have been a LOT bigger.  I suppose this would not have worked well for Robbie Coltrain.

Master’s Daughter rented us the “tour” speakers and they added a lot of great information.  I love all the details of a movie I enjoy.  I watch those second discs that have information on how it was all done.  It was fun hearing the French fashion designer who designed the clothing tell about how she made Doloris Jane Umbrage’s clothing a progressively darker pink throughout the movie to indicate her increasingly bad ways.  Note: She said it more eloquently than that, but you get the point.

It was a series of exhibits, but they made it special, with entertainment and trivia quizzes as you waited in line.  I did not realize you should yell back that Harry was your favorite character, but I have a warm spot for Lupin’s character.  He is a good person, who faces a vast adversity yet maintains his gentleness, intelligence and humor.  I do believe I was a minority of one. 

When your ticket time arrives, you enter the door and they have a young lady with the sorting hat.  I have a feeling that the number of people who actually try on the hat is directly proportional to the number of people still backed up from the earlier tour.  But, it is fun as she banters with the audience.   And, I would like to complain that our on-line tickets were not designed, when printed as a ticket to catch the Hogwart’s Express at stop 3 3/4.  For the price, $20, it would have been a cheap and nice touch to do .

When it is time to enter the exhibit and you are in a room with a faux Hogwart’s Express.  The “tube” front end of the train itself was positively the worse exhibit in the whole thing.  But when it is time to leave and the light shines from the train, the attendant is holding up the lantern and the curtain rises and you are there, it is magical.  Okay, I have a very vivid imagination, but I loved it.

Exhibits had numbers to use with your tour speakers and we “ooohd!” and “ahhhd!” and “Did you see that?” our way through the exhibit.  There was plenty of room and if four people were in front of one display, we just went across the little hall to the other side and back again.  We were never rushed and poured over every item. 

Before the end, two young men approached us to ask how we liked the exhibit and listen to our own stories of Harry Potter.  I, having much to thank J.K. Rowling for in getting JRock into books, reading and education and also helping him to know that there are others who have come from a Dursley family and he can overcome that too. He said that was a great story and they do pass the book around at night and read it and he wanted me to put that story in the guest book.  Since, I would be there writing still and we had a train to catch back and there were two people ahead of us, I did not.

We hit the store at the end, to find that it was basically things you could find online, although I had been wanting a snitch.  Okay, do not even ask.  I have no idea why, but I wanted a smaller size snitch for my trunk. “I got a wand and you didn’t!” « Savanvleck’s Weblog  And I did get my Snitch.  Since last Christmas, when I received my trunk to take to Hogwarts, I have added a version of the Maurader’s map, a straw owl, an ornament for astronomy and now my snitch. 

Master’s Daughter is a bit puzzled because she was filing my trunk as if I were Hermoine and now I have a Maurauder’s Map and a Snitch.  But, I am filing it as if I were the one going to Hogwarts and I want that dang Maurader’s Map to sneak around.

Yes, I am a Harry Potter nut!  And,  I had a great time.  But, then I always do when I am with Master’s Daughter.

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Yes, I am here and alive.  I had a bad week, month, going on six months; still fighting my insurance.  HIP (The Healthy Indiana Plan) tells me I am insured.  Anthem, however, chooses to deny me coverage and has gone so far as to even stop debiting my monthly payment.  SOOOOOO!!!

I left home.  Seriously, I have gone to my “zone of protection bubble.”  Did you know that the zone of protection bubble is in South Bend?  That is why President Busch came here three or four times before his campaign and why President Obama has already been here twice.  They know where the “zone of protection bubble” is.

I do not have to open the mail, and find bad news, in my zone.  I do not have a land line phone in South Bend.  I do not turn on my cell phone in South Bend.  I am in my zone. 

What do you do in South Bend, when you are in your Zone of Protection, you ask?

  1. You take a two hour ride on the South Shore train, Northern Indiana Commuter Transportation District.
  2. You walk in Chicago. Choose Chicago – the official visitors site for Chicago | explore now.  I love Chicago.  It was good just to get off the train and smell Chicago.  I could smell Chicago air blindfolded.
  3. You go the the Museum of Science and Industry Welcome to The Museum of Science and Industry and discover that someone has stolen the Museum and left a cheap imitation in its place.
  4. Except for Earth Revealed.  That was great.  Museum of Science and Industry | What’s Here | Exhibits | Earth Revealed
  5. You go to the Harry Potter exhibit, Museum of Science and Industry | What’s Here | Exhibits | Harry Potter: The Exhibitionwhich is only attached to the Museum by a tent and have the most wonderful adventure.  Hehehe, this is a teaser. I am in my zone and so I can tease you and only write the details later!!
  6. You flirt with a totally young, and probably gay man at the Museum and walk away feeling twenty years younger.  He gave us our guided tour speaker thingies.
  7. And all of the above was just one day.
  8. You also go and eat breakfast at Welcome to LePeep.  And, no that is not a chicken restaurant, although I have a great chicken picture from the Museum to share.
  9. Then, you go to http://www.sbchocolate.com/ South Bend Chocolate Company, tell them they should give you free truffles because you send business their way on your blog and they laugh as they hand you your Aztec (Mexican) hot chocolate and 1/2 pound of dark chocolate truffles and your bill.  (worth a try!)
  10. And, then, your zone (a/k/a Master’s Daughter) gives you the most relaxing part of your journey.  You get your first pedicure and ask the Chinese gentleman if he will marry you because no one has ever rubbed your feet like that.
  11. You also get to talk to your Army Grandson, who is in Kuwait.
  12. You get asked to go shopping by your “Hollister” grandson.  They chased him down the hall at the mall one day and asked him to work for them, since they said he had “their look.”
  13. Then, you watch a “girlie” movie, Love Actually.  The first of several for my zone visit
  14. AND, you get to do some of this while viewing things on high speed access that you never get to see at home, on dial-up, with a party line. 

There are no party lines, they have not lost electricity once, and the mail doesn’t come for me here.  Did I mention I do not have to open the mail???

So, while I am at the zone, I may or I may not write on my blog.   Well, I actually have, because I am writing this.   The rental people want their car back Saturday.  I’m not sure what is with that, but they made me tell them exactly what day to have it back.

In my Zone I do not have to make decisions.

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Sheryl here:  jumping up and down, clapping my hands in glee, Master’s Daughter and I have tickets for the Harry Potter show at the Museum of Science and Industry | What’s Here | Exhibits | Harry Potter: The Exhibition | Exhibit Guide | Introduction.

 

I really love Chicago and all of the museums.  I used to spend hours just roaming around with my sketchbook; both in the city and in the museums.  And, now, I get to go and sit in Hagrid’s chair and repot Mandrake’s, Museum of Science and Industry | What’s Here | Exhibits | Harry Potter: The Exhibition | Exhibit Guide | Hands-On  and enter through the “frame of the fat lady’s portrait.”  And, yes, I am sixty-one, but what fun is there in life if you cannot get excited over a bit of magic?

 

And, the really neat part of it is that I get to spend several days with my daughter.  That means South Bend Chocolate cafe for Aztec hot chocolate and a chinese restaurant and a yummy yarn shop and about a gazbillion laughs. 

 

Whoppeeeee!!!

 

It’s a whole month away.  Are we there yet?

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