We get the next Harry Potter movie soon! (and a week before that I get to have a birthday!) In honor of the occasion of the new movie, some silly Harry Potter quiz results:
Harry Potter Personality Quiz by Pirate Monkeys Inc.
…and for Matt:
Harry Potter Personality Quiz by Pirate Monkeys Inc.
At Joel’s request, here is the story of the lost fountain:
First, some background… Matt stays two nights a week (Monday & Wednesday) at his mom’s house to save a little time and gasoline on his weekly commute. When I’m the only human in the apartment, I like to leave the bedroom door open so I have a little light from the bathroom nightlight… just in case. This means that the cat gets to come into the bedroom on those nights. Lately, we’ve been shutting the door when we’re sleeping because Ratzi has a BAD habit of disturbing Matt’s sleep. Usually, I sleep like a log & there’s no such thing as waking me up at 2am.
On Wednesday night, the cat & I turned in for the night at a reasonable hour. I was sound asleep when, at 2:11 am, I was jolted awake by a horrible crashing sound. Ratzi had managed to knock over the decorative fountain on the other side of the room. I assessed the damage in the shadows, which was a mistake. Because I didn’t hear the cat, and because of the way the water spilled out of the fountain, I thought for a little bit that maybe the cat was UNDER the fountain. I turned on the light, my depth perception started functioning and I realized that the cat was hiding in the corner, probably scared that he was in trouble.
I spent about 10 minutes cleaning up the worst of the water, then shut the cat out of the room & tried to go back to sleep. No such luck. I did finally get a little bit of a nap at about 4:30, but then I had to get back up at 5:00 to go to work. I left work early because I was about ready to fall asleep at my desk. I got another short nap after work while waiting for Matt to get home, but none of the napping was real sleep. I was wake for way too long yesterday & it was all the cat’s fault. What a brat.
We were at a wedding on Saturday (you’ll start to notice a pattern). It was a lovely, wonderful wedding and I’ll have pictures up probably next week. I had a bit of trauma at the ceremony, though. Long story short, I thought my camera was quite broken. I got the camera as a birthday gift when I turned 18, so my Canon Sure Shot & I have been through an awful lot together. The thing has been abused & beaten – it got dropped on the floor at the Empire State building and kept right on clicking. So this silly thing I did that caused it to stop functioning was sad & embarrassing. (I ended up buying a disposable camera so I could take more pics at the reception.)
Tonight, I was shopping for a new camera, figuring that it would be cheaper and easier than trying to find somewhere to have mine repaired. Matt said “Hey, let me see the camera for a minute.” Two minutes later, my baby was working again. All he did was take the battery out long enough for the display to reset itself and it bounced right back.
I <3 Canon! (I <3 Matt, too)
Bring on the rest of the weddings!! =)
Wallace & Gromit on the silver screen at LAST! Laura says go see it. Somehow, I think my sister would agree.
Everybody (all 5 of you!) go visit :)
Matt & I have known Kevin for a long time… since the early 90s! He’s fun and he likes the Beatles.
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