As many of you close to me know, Harry Potter and I have not been on speaking terms since his first movie came out. I had planned to read the books because I'd heard great things, but hadn't yet done so before I attended the first film of the series. I was loving it up until the Quiddich scene which was so poorly filmed that I got physically ill from motion sickness. If there's anything I hate more that getting sick it's paying $15 a ticket to get sick and woofing up a perfectly good $97.99 popcorn. To say I was incensed and outraged would be an understatement. I SO wanted to punch Harry right in his lightning-bedazzled little forehead! Then strangle him with his stripedy scarf. And step on his glasses, all the while calling his bad names, for good measure! Since that wasn't an option, I did the next best thing. I banished all things Potter from my life. Like the books? Don't wanna hear it. New movie out? Better not tell me within swinging range. Got a Potter lunch box? Keep an eye on it or I'll back over it with my car. HP and I have maintained our feud all of this time. Until today.
Now I knew my future husband, David Tennant, was in one of the movies, and you know how much I loves me my DT! Even that wasn't even enough to lure me back to the theater, so strong was my resentment. But today, the ABC Family Channel was showing 'Goblet of Fire' and I happened upon it just as David was on. What's a girl to do? I mean, the fate of our future marriage could be at stake should I keep on flipping channels and he was to somehow find out. So I watched the last two thirds of the movie and....um....well....I liked it OK? Sue me! Now I'm contemplating watching all of them on the small screen. Darn you HP and that amazing magicy magic of yours!
So anyway, I just wanted to let you all know so you can stop speaking of Harry in hushed tones in my presence and can remove your lunchboxes from your wall safes. The coast is clear. It's safe to come out now. The feud is over.