Harry Potter Date

Last weekend, as in on its opening weekend, the hubby and I saw Harry Potter on the Mega Screen. We went to an EIGHT AM showing on Sunday. Because we're nuts.

I wish someone could explain to me why I am out of focus in this photo and of course he looks super fine. Granted, it is about 7 something in the morning here, so I look the way I feel there, but IT SHOULD NOT BE SO DAMN LITERAL. I didn't even retouch this. Someone (cough, cough) doesn't know how to use the photo editing software enough to do more than crop or red eye, and I didn't even do that. Sheesh.

Anyway, back to our date. We were in a pretty good mood and the movie, although very dark, was great. Of course. I love me some Harry Potter.

I'm so glad I've already read the books (and am now rereading them). Without knowing the ending, this second to last movie would have been very depressing, possibly to a "I'm not getting out of bed this week" level. There would have been a lot of sighing and muttering to myself in my general life. "Poor Harry Potter!"

My husband would have heard a lot of soft whispers, catching only a word or two here and there about "dementors" and "murder" and "muggles" and "those poor kids!"

Thankfully, I know everything will turn out all right, so I didn't have some strange visceral reaction to a fictional story in my general life.

My mother asked us later if it was "the kind of film we would enjoy" as in my mother and my father. Since neither one of them has, to my knowledge, ever seen any of the other Harry Potter movies, and they certainly haven't read the books... I just was stunned into silence. I didn't even have time to form an answer before she started laughing and took that as her answer.

It's a Harry Potter movie. It's for people who like Harry Potter. My brain hurts.

That was our big date last weekend.