July 15th, 2011


Poem for Friday, Chatham Manor, HP Day

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I had to take my kids to the dermatologist again in the morning for second treatments on their feet, which needless to say they were not thrilled about. Then I dragged them to Kohl's, which is having a sale on bedding and had a comforter set that fit son's requirement for a dorm room, namely: mostly black (Bed, Bath & Beyond has several lovely rainbow colored sets that made him roll his eyes and Macy's didn't have extra long sheets in stock). When we came home, I watched the animated Star Trek episode "The Slaver Weapon" and wrote 9/10 of my review since I have a very busy day on Friday. I knew Larry Niven had written it and couldn't remember why I hadn't watched it in, oh, 30 years. Now that I have been reminded that Kzinti consider women sub-sapient and kill girl babies who show signs of intelligence, I remember. Ugh.

apaulled decided that we needed to celebrate Bastille Day in style, so he made ratatouille and coq au vin (actually tofu au vin, I'm sure the Parisians at that on the eve of the Revolution too). Then we watched Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, which doesn't have nearly enough Snape in it -- okay, I feel that way about all the movies -- but makes up for that by changing some things I really hate in the book, like Dumbledore freezing Harry in place on the Astronomy Tower and Tonks turning from an Auror into a lox over Remus -- actually, I feel that way about all the movies too. I am seeing The Grand Finale on Friday with gblvr, then again in IMAX 3-D on Sunday with my family and dementordelta, and I am really looking forward to both these events...perhaps later I will be overwhelmed by grief and nostalgia, but I'm not one of those people falling apart because it's over. If there's one thing I've learned in life, it's that there's always another fandom, and often I imagine the grand finale better than it turns out to be.

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