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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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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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