I have failed. I am not going to finish the Harry Potter books before the movie. Which is fine cause I enjoy the movies, so I will still enjoy the first part of the final movie. I just really wish I would have finished the books first.And I plan to finish them all before the final installment of the final movie. And with two holiday breaks in my future this is very doable.
Lately it has been ALL Harry Potter ALL the time at our house.
Well not really all the time, but some of the time.
I read the book when I have free time, I usually fall asleep reading it and Luke and I have spent a great deal of time watching the movies together.
My brain has been infiltrated with Harry.
So this morning when we woke up Luke informed me that last night while we were sleeping I hit him and started yelling for him to pull that thing down, the thing that the TV sits on.
He of course being of right mind had no idea what I was talking about, but he said I was really serious about it and kept asking him to get it down and then I got mad at him cause he didn't know what I as talking about and went back to sleep.
Well as he was telling me this story the memories of last night all came flooding back to me.
I do remember hitting him and telling him to get that floating thing.
You see I thought I saw a floating TV tray, and I wanted Luke to get it down cause a floating anything is just freaky.
And I can remember in my mind trying to figure out if I should be scared or not of this floating tray and then ultimately deciding that in the past I would have been scared, but that was before I went to wizard school, and now I know that anything floating is normal.
Um... I FLIPPING THINK I'M A WIZARD.
Reading Harry Potter, while pregnant and having crazy preggo dreams is not a good combination.
Plus I usually get mildly obsessed with anything that I put an ounce of effort into, so its not a surprise that I'm dreaming about it.
Oh I also dreamed I worked with Robert Pattinson but his name was Cedric Diggory and he disappeared and we assumed he got murdered.
I mean some FREAKY STUFF people.
I explained this all to Luke this morning and I'm pretty sure he thinks I'm crazy. Especially when I referenced that I "went" to wizarding school.
Although I do blame this all on Luke because last night as we were getting into bed, he choose that moment to show me a SCAR ON HIS FOREHEAD.
Um.. he has had a scar on his forehead his whole life and I never knew that??
It was just a weird revelation that apparently started a night of weird dreams in my head.
And if you've never read or watched Harry Potter this will all be completely pointless and boring to you.
Don't worry it will go away soon, I was very into Twilight this time last year and that ship has sailed.
Although if I had to choose I would pick Harry over Twilight any day.