Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, the last book in the magically creative series, is done—at last. Finished. I was one of the thousands who waited for the stroke of midnight on the 21st to find out the fate of Harry Potter. While others dressed as evil Umbridge, wise Dumbledore, and even the weepy Whomping Willow, I stood, in my Muggle best, waiting...for what, I did not know. Would Harry live? Would Ron and Hermione? One thing for sure, Voldemort would surely die.
The book was fantastic, even deserving a second, more thoughtful read. Although I'm sad to see the journey has ended, it'll always be on my shelf, should I want to experience it again. It also serves as a reminder at what we can accomplish if we set our minds to it. J.K. is a true inspiration.
Monday, July 23, 2007
Friday, July 13, 2007
Parent for the day
I don't have children. And I don't plan on having them for a couple of years. It's not that I don't like children, but somehow I feel like I don't know anything about them (I hope that feeling changes).
Currently, I'm watching my nephew. He's the cutest and smartest boy in the world, I think...for a (almost) one-year old. But it's hard to meet the demands of kid who can't talk yet. He's gotten good at communicating some things, such as when he brings you something to open and whines a little, he saying, "Open this." In my mind, there's a please at the end of it.
Serving up lunch was fun. Sweet potatoe and bananas. Real sweet potatoes, but the bananas was a Gerber jar. Giving real food to a person learning to use their mouth full of teeth scares me. Will they chew it up all the way? I hope so, I don't know anything about infant first aid.
Being a parent (even for the day), is tough stuff. I definitely know I couldn't be a stay-at-home mom. Not because I think it's boring, it isn't, it's just exhausting...more so than my job.
I salute all those parents out there. Good job.
Currently, I'm watching my nephew. He's the cutest and smartest boy in the world, I think...for a (almost) one-year old. But it's hard to meet the demands of kid who can't talk yet. He's gotten good at communicating some things, such as when he brings you something to open and whines a little, he saying, "Open this." In my mind, there's a please at the end of it.
Serving up lunch was fun. Sweet potatoe and bananas. Real sweet potatoes, but the bananas was a Gerber jar. Giving real food to a person learning to use their mouth full of teeth scares me. Will they chew it up all the way? I hope so, I don't know anything about infant first aid.
Being a parent (even for the day), is tough stuff. I definitely know I couldn't be a stay-at-home mom. Not because I think it's boring, it isn't, it's just exhausting...more so than my job.
I salute all those parents out there. Good job.
Monday, July 9, 2007
A few of my favorite things...
that I want for my guest bedroom.
(Top left: Crystal Ball Lamp from JCPenny; top right: printed botanical wall art from west elm; bottom left: illusion panel from z gallarie; bottom right: printed poplin pillow from target.)
(Top left: Crystal Ball Lamp from JCPenny; top right: printed botanical wall art from west elm; bottom left: illusion panel from z gallarie; bottom right: printed poplin pillow from target.)
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