Luckybwaygirl

A little blue...

 

 

 

 

 

Gonna git mah couch potato on...

This weekend I am DVR-ing the first four movies (ABC family channel) for my huge Harry Potter viewing bonanza.  This is very good because I don't have kids or a husband (I'm a lookin' at YOU, Vito) that play movies over and over and geez-oh-pete I can't remember everything I read in the book series a gajillion YEARS ago.  And the fifth movie comes out next Friday!

This weekend, I will be nacho-eating and hard-lemonade-swilling to THIS:

 

Film one:  Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

 

Film Two:  Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

 

Film Three:  Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

 

Film Four:  Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

...Then I have to Netflix

 

Film Five: Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

...And then I will be totally ready for THIS:

 

Film Six:  Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince**

WOO!

I am just a little sad, however, that I am not spending my usual "July Time" in Texas with my sister.  I don't care to go to the movies in an actual movie theater anymore, but I always enjoy going to the movies with my sister and we both LOVE the Harry Potter books.  In fact, one of my favorite memories is the summer of 2003 when book five came out and we went to Target together to buy our own copies (we couldn't share!) and then we sat in the kiddie pool in her backyard and read together for hours.  Unfortunately, her little son was just a toddler then and he was being SO needy.  Just that afternoon, naturally.  He was such a good little boy normally, but the minute we wanted to settle down with our books, oh - he just wasn't havin' it!  (Denise wasn't havin' it either.)

Freddie isn't into the Harry Potter franchise.  Or at least, not yet.  He hasn't read the books and, sure, he watched the 4th movie while he was deployed over in Germany, but he told me he wasn't that invested because he hadn't seen the first three.  I don't know when I'll catch him up on HP.  He's far too busy this summer to catch up.

I'll be thinking about my sister a lot this weekend!

** SEE COMMENTS -- classic!

No visiting, no visiting....the Earth just moved.

Everyone is tweeting and Facebooking about Michael Jackson's memorial at the Staples Center right now.  I am not watching it because I am tired of watching the newspeople say a whole lot of nothing in real time.  I'll catch the highlights tonight on the news.

Here's some MJ that I never get tired of watching or listening to:

CLICK HERE

(and don't forget to keep a close watch at 3:25 for a funny!)

 

 

4th of July was a bang. Literally.

Guess who got bangs?

I dunno what came over me.  I've been watching "So You Think You Can Dance" and every week I look at Janette and I think, "Sassy cute hair!" and then two second later I'm all, "That's a bowl cut. That's a BOWL CUT and it's hideous!"  It's all very love/hate.  

So when I went to the salon I took a picture of Janette:

And a picture of The WInger's creator, Kristin:

And I asked my stylist to do something with my hair that fell somewhere between.  I really like my new 'do.  The bangs feel smokin' hot.  Plus: my eyebrows, which have always been the bane of my beauty regime, are nicely covered.

Done and done.

Play of the week -- #27

This week I read:

 

It's a three play saga about the revolution in Russia circa 1835. It involves a group of students that see themselves as the "literati" -- fighting oppression through literature and philosophy.  

This week, I read part one:"Voyage".  It was actually much funnier than I thought it would be!  

I run hot and cold with Tom Stoppard.  I really liked "Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead" but I hated "Jumpers" -- in fact, I walked out of the Broadway production.  It was too heavy on philosophy and that kind of hoit-toity chatter.  Maybe I was in a mood, but I was over it and I walked out.  i recently met someone who was in the show...and I didn't mention that.  They seemed so dang proud of the show. (So, um, HI.  If you are reading this?  I didn't care for the show but, YOU, m'dear, YOU were fab!)

I approached this epic work with a little skepticism.  I picked a travel week to get started.  I knew I was going to be on a plane for several hours last weekend.  It would be a good time for me to focus, get all the characters straightened out and get my bearings in Russia, 1835.  I am glad that I did that.  I think that extra work will help me later on when reading part two and part three.