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Breaking Dawn at Midnight November 29, 2011

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I am a huge fan of midnight releases, mostly because all late release I have been too before was Harry Potter. The energy with HP is so substantial. Everyone is in an excellent mood and people dressed as different characters, fun times. I remember the last movie we went to, we stopped by Target to get a few snacks and ended up dwelling with a guy dressed as Voldemort in the candy aisle. This was the first Twlight midnight show and it was a little different than I was expecting. Not saying it was good or bad, just different. I didn’t see one costume and it was about 50 % were teenage girls drooling over Edward or Jacob. Which don’t get me wrong; I was too but a little more discretely. I did win a Breaking Dawn small poster and Maria won a key chain on the Spin-the-Wheel game.

Before the movie, Maria and I went Brixx’s for some dinner, drinks, and a little trivia.  We arrived at the theater around 9:45 thinking we should get there semi early were we could find a good seat. Come to find out, they started sitting people at 8:00 pm so there wasn’t anyone in line or in the theaters. We walked around the lobby for about an hour then we found our seats in our # 2 theater and waited for about 1.5 hours before the movie begin. We couldn’t wait for it to begin. The movie was great! It lasted about 2 hours and was well worth it the wait and loss of sleep. I arrived at home around 3:00 am and had to work the next day. Thankfully I took 30 minutes lunches where I could come in 2 hours late.  I can’t wait to see it again. I actually liked it better than the book. The next time I go watch it I have to talk Phil into coming this time.

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My Battle With Post-Potter Depression November 21, 2011

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I think I may be suffering from Post-Potter Depression. Friday, 11/11/11, was the last big event for Harry Potter, Deathly Hallows part 2 on DVD. Of course there will be a complete series box set or a new collector’s edition but nothing new to add to the Potter story.

To remember the last 10 years of waiting in lines, waiting/reading all the books, and watching every movie. So, finally I decided to get a tattoo to remember the HP experience. I know what you are thinking, this women is crazy nut and out of her mind; but Harry Potter means a lot more to me than just being so called “children books.”

I in no way enjoyed reading, I actually despised it, but once Harry Potter came out I thought I would give it another try since people were going mad about it. This was the first “real” book that I read that wasn’t required by school and was more than 200 pages long. Most of the time, if I was required to read a book, I would just research it online and find out enough about it just to pass the test. Reading just took too long and I had better things to do. Harry Potter was different, lit a fire underneath me for reading. I have read numerous books since I picked up my first Potter and especially enjoy reading now. I read on my breaks and lunches at work and when I have a dreadful day I read to relax me. Reading has opened countless windows for me, and one of them was writing. Thus, as you can see while reading this blog, I have a passion for writing, even though I am not that good at it. This also was another chore I disliked in school and now I try to write at least 2-3 times a week. Writing, like reading, relaxes me. Plus having this blog helps me keep a record of my life.

Anyways, back on the topic, so I decided to get a tattoo. I have always wanted one but never knew what to get or where to get it. I knew I wanted to be able to hide it and show it when I wanted and it had to mean something very special to me. After thinking on it for a few months I decided I wanted something that included my love of reading and adventure along with my passion for the outdoors. I finally decided on an owl sitting on books, and the books just happen to be Harry Potter books. On the top book I have HP written on the top and side to represent the first book in the series and the bottom book represents the last book and has the Deathly Hallows symbol on its side. The owl represents my love for outdoors and wildlife. The owl is an Eastern Screech Owl, which is the smallest species of owls and happens to be my favorite and is native to Tennessee. Now that I decided what I wanted, I had to settle on where I wanted it. I truly wanted it to look like a piece of art work; however to make it look realistic it had to be fairly large. So, I decided I wanted on my back on my left shoulder. Perfect! Now I had to find a person that could do it! This was the hard part. If you get the wrong person then you will have bad art work on your body for the rest of your life and that is the last thing I wanted.

I searched online for local artists and after looking at some profiles I found most specialized in color and in cartoon-like images. After looking for weeks for an artist who had at least 10 years tattooing experience and that specialized in black and grey along with realism; I finally found John Goard from Born This Way. After looking at some of his work, I knew he was the right person for me.

The day was November 3 when I decided to make my appointment. I picked up my friend Maria and went to Born This Way.  I was nervous because I didn’t know what to except. I knew it was going to be uncomfortable but wasn’t sure how uncomfortable. The tattoo artist described it best, by saying it felt like someone starching a bad sun burn, and it did. I was thinking it would take about 2 hours however it ending up taking almost 5 hours. By the time the 4th hour rolled around I was done but I had to tough it out until the end. I am so glad I finally bit the bullet and got it. Now it has finally healed, took about 10 days, and looks great. Below are the pictures as I was getting it done, step by step.

Hopefully this will help with my Post Potter Depression.

 

Painting in Nashville November 7, 2011


Over the weekend we went to Nashville to visit with Phil’s mother, Linda. We haven’t been in awhile decided to pack up and leave on last Friday. We left the dogs at the house for the first time, we normally always just take them but my brother-in-law and his girlfriend were staying in town and didn’t care to watch them. I hope 🙂 Sometimes, it feels like we are parents of 5 children (3 dogs, 2 cats) and need to get away, alone, even for a few days away from the kids.

It was nice just spending time together even if it was just running errands and fixing things around the house. On Sunday, Phil left to meet up with his dad for half of the day which left me and my mother-in-law with nothing to do. She has taken painting classes before and I have always wanted to try one but never had the time. The class she normally goes to is called Sips and Strokes. You can bring your own wine and enjoy a painting class for $25. Sounds entertaining, but the painting they were doing that day was Christmas themed and I really didn’t want a Christmas tree hanging in my house all year long. Then, she remembered another place called Wine and Easel. It was pretty much the same idea but the painting they were doing was a coffee cup. Perfect, I could hang that in the kitchen. We signed up online and with a $5 coupon code it was only $20 + tax.

The class started at 2:00 and we arrived about 10 minutes early. There were about 20 people in the class and 2 art instructors. It was set up like a classroom with about 5 rows of tables on the right and left with 4 chairs per table. The canvas, apron, paints, and brushes were all ready set up for you. Once the class started, we were instructed to trace the cup and then you had free range of how you wanted to paint the rest of the picture. I was a little stocked. I thought we were going to be taught how to paint the painting but the teacher just kept saying “the painting should express who you are, everyone’s will be different.” I was thinking I hope this isn’t what I am; I bunch of colors smashed together and looking like a mess. My mother-in-law wasn’t enjoying her painting at all. She said she had never been to a class like that. Her instructors before would show you how to do each step and they took their time. Ours seemed like he was in a hurry and stood in front of the canvas so we couldn’t see a thing he was doing and his “assistant” never said one word to us. With all of that, I think our paintings turned out pretty good but we are going to try the other place next time.

My painting is on the right; Linda’s is on the left