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Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2

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It's officially summer, which officially means one thing:

My sister's amazing Tangled party.

My sister is amazing at everything, but today we're talking about her parties.

Namely, this one.

I'm not even going to post pictures so you have to go over and see them all...because then you'll see not only the adorable invitations, but the giant yellow braid hanging out her second story window, and that same braid strewn all over the entire house until it ends up in a very awesome home-made Tangled Tower.

And you'll also see the incredible Floating Lanterns mural she painted that I want in my living room.

And the Snuggly Duckling menu, served in frying pans.

And the treasure hunt for the missing satchel.

And the frying pan shrinky dinks.

And the hidden Royal Sun paintings.

And THE CAKE!!! yup. for real.

And then I kind of cried as they all let their biodegradable yellow lanterns float into the sky.

And she's funny, too. Read it.

She has a crush on Flynn Rider. Like for real.

She makes magic for her kids. I love her.

hello hermione's hair.

it seems Hermione grew up.

when did this happen?

She's beautiful.

but I'm not ready for this.

I suppose I should embrace the hair,

but it all just screams YOU'RE OLD.

Me. I'm old.

entering the unknown.

oldness.

teenagers.

cell phone bills.

attitudes.

forgetfulness.

who we talkin' about?

metabolism.

all because Hermione cut her hair.

rubbish.

movie monday.

you watch movies

ALL DAY

on movie monday.

and break for the potty

every once in a while

because you're snacking

on a strong cereal.

minus the forks, of course.

We saw that movie this weekend.

I had mixed emotions; I loved loved the creativity and the soundtrack, but it was very deep. Too intense and sad for the boys. Jake liked it, but Andy and Joey were upset by all the seriousness and sadness. Too much to interpret for little kids.

My favorite part was when Andy leaned over and said "Mom, I don't care much for this movie, I'm just happy to be with you." And hugged my arm real tight.

And my second favorite part was when he said "Mom, that is very inappropriate behavior when you're angry. He needs to read a book." We had a good talk about that.

Dani, on the other hand, could seperate the sadness and appreciate the movie making; and is now an official wild thing. Minus the forks and the attitude, of course. She promptly came home and fashioned a wild thing fort and outfit, and growls every once in a while.

I figured she needed a more fitting ensemble. We'll see how it goes.

i'm a flats kinda girl, through and through...

but if i ever had to run through the city after Crocodile Dundee, this is something I'd like to break a heel in.

i like it.

that was a good movie.

lame.

We went to see Monsters vs. Aliens 3D. My recommendation; don't.

Lame. No disrespect to Reese Witherspoon, I like her; but lame.

AndyHam rocked out during the previews. And the credits (in the aisle with a little more enthusiam) but I didn't get the camera out in time for that show. He was funnier than the movie.



The kids all wanted popcorn, and I said no. That stuff will kill 'em young, and cost us their college tuition. So I said no. Joey whined and whimpered and pouted for popcorn. He was mad the whole time. And I still said no. Then half way through the movie, right when the Golden Gate is crumbling, Joey turns to me and whispers, "Dad gets me popcorn."

Ouch.

The kids all had raving reviews for dad when we got home. I told him it was lame, and he asked the kids if they ate a lot of popcorn.


silence. heads turning. eyes glaring, piercing my very soul.

"No."

Dani took responsibility, as the oldest, to let dad know that mom wouldn't buy popcorn.

"It'll kill 'em, Conan."
"But it's the movies. You have to get popcorn at the movies."


He's right. I'm lame.


no I'm not.

WALL-E

We took the kids to see Pixar & Disney's new masterpiece, WALL-E.

I am in love with this movie. It's beautiful. It's funny. It's romantic.

It is an adorable movie. The animation is amazing; the music fantastic. From the very opening scene, before WALL-E even made an appearance, I was smiling with the showtunes. And I couldn't wipe the grin off my face the entire film. I sat upright, laughing out loud and constantly glancing at the kids, looking for validation for my giddiness...but they were totally glued to the screen and not paying any attention to their lame mom.

If you're looking for plot, it's not much. However, the story is sweet. This clever, lonely, humble little robot falls in love with Eve, a newfangled hottie tottie droid with a directive to find life amidst wasteland. Together, they've gotta reunite earth & humanity. No biggie. The chorus of life vs. survival is insightful. Not a load of dialogue; for me it was a movie of artistic cleverness. I do admit, the incapabilities of life 700 years from now made me a bit uncomfortable, but oh well.

Then there's the love affair. Innocent, sweet, and beautiful. WALL-E's flirtations are charming, and his romantic gestures irresistable. I sniffled and giggled over their affections. Their fancy for eachother was portrayed perfectly. Disclaimer: my opinion.

Oh, it was just good. I need to stop babbling so you can go see it already.

The Pixar Short before the film is a good one, too.

the happening

It's only when I'm awake, alone, at night. I saw lots of dead people. I left glasses of water on the dresser. I'm chased down the hall by big red...things. And I'm still looking for my guardian and healer. So why am I excited for this movie?

happy birthday, kacie

It was Kacie's birthday this week. As tradition holds, we sang and ate cake. She doesn't know what presents are all about, so I bought her some clothes and hung them in her closet.

Kacie is so darn adorable. I just want to scrunch her all the time. I'm really going to miss this baby face. A mommy's gotta let go, and let them grow. And go to the bathroom by themselves. And sleep in.

The cake was a disaster, as you will see in the video. That's why my kids get birthday donuts. Krispy Kreme to the rescue. The icing turned to stone as soon as I started spreading it, and, blah blah, the burnt cake started to, blah blah excuses, to crumble, so I stopped spreading it, and we ate it out of the pan with our forks. Good times.