Now, walk smooth. That's the new Harry Potter on your heads. If they should drop, Harry will die, and there won't be anymore books.

But there won't be any more books. And after tonight (because, duh, I'm going to a midnight release, and probably another showing on Sunday, and maybe another next weekend), there won't be any more movies. Which just makes me feel like this big part of my adolescence is ending, and then that makes me feel just a little bit more like an adult, which is just weird.

Don't get me wrong, I stupidly excited about finally seeing the last movie, but still. It's weird.

I don't even like basketballs. In fact, out of all the sporting balls in the world, the basketball is probably my least favorite.

Well, Rory might not like basketball, but I do. Well, one basketball team anyway. Who might that be? The Dallas Mavericks of course!!

So glad they are the 2011 NBA Champs!

Poor baby LeBron

 

No, wait, actually, I feel more like this about you:

  

Thanks guys!!

Maury, I'm comin' home

Well, no one named Maury came to my house, but Kara and her gentleman caller did. It was good to have Kara home, and to meet the gentleman caller. (Yes, I really am just going to refer to him as that, because I'm entertained by it.)

While Kara was here we ate a lot of places, like David's Barbecue, Braum's, Texas Roadhouse and Los Lupes. All of which were very good. And we got to meet the gentleman callers family, which was cool. They're really nice. And the gentleman caller is pretty nice too. On Thursday night, we they got here, we watched the Mavericks game, which was awesome! I think it's because we were all together that they won. (They're playing as I write this, but I'm too anxious to watch.)

And now Kara is back in Utah. I'm just going to have to go visit soon. 

There's a "y" but no "i-e," and a "u."

I have been working with college transcripts- every day- for over a year now. And nearly every transfer student takes some form of freshman English. Freshman Writing, or Freshman Composition, or College Writing I, or College Writing and Rhetoric. I see a lot of the same things, over and over and over.

And today, for the first time ever, I typed "rhetoric" right on the first try!

Take pleasure in the little things, people.

The government will close that day. Flags will fly at half-mast. Barbra Streisand will give her final concert...again.

While none of those things happened for my birthday,I did enter the last year of my mid twenties.

All in all, it was a pretty good day. One of the kids in my primary class made me cookies. I got sang to multiple times. I don't think my facebook page has ever had so much activity. I got cupcakes and a regular cake. And I got to have dinner with my parents, older sister and her family, and my nana. (I guess we were celebrating both my birthday and mother's day, but really, it's about me.) And as a pre-birthday celebration, Julie and I went and saw "Something Borrowed", which I found to be highly entertaining. Kate Hudson was perfect as a vapid, shallow human being. Great casting! Plus, who doesn't love Ginnifer Goodwin and John Krainski?

And Lego Pirates of the Caribbean came out this week, so that was my birthday present to myself! It's so much fun. Kat, you're definitely going to enjoy it when you come to visit! And we can do birthday things for each other while you're here since it's after mine and before yours! Yay for May birthdays!

Come on, Brad. Go out a winner.

I know you already know this, Neaves, but the rest of our (six) readers don't. And it simply must be documented here.

The Boy Creature's birthday was last week, and his parents came here to visit. And because they're fairly well off and he's their only kid, they're comfortable with throwing their money around. So they got me a present for his birthday, in addition to getting him presents.

They got me Gilmore Girls. The complete set. In the squishy box.

I can't believe that didn't tip me off, too. I was standing there, waiting for him to open his present, because the birthday person should get to go first, and I could feel through the paper that it was squishy. So how did I not realize? I knew it was squishy. But I was standing there thinking, "Maybe it's a jewelry box or something?" And then I opened it and the Gilmore Girls glory shined forth, and I squeed. I was way more excited about my present than Chris was about his. They got him the complete Buffy the Vampire Slayer, which is cool, and he likes it, but no one loves any show like we love Gilmore Girls.

This all has a point, though.

When we got in the car to come home from work today, "Cherish" was playing on the radio. And I immediately thought of Brad at the Chilton graduation.

And then I realized that if I wanted, I could watch that episode when I got home. I could watch any episode when I got home. I can watch any episode, any time.

Best. Unbirthday present. Ever.

Monkey, monkey, underpants

A few Saturdays ago, I proctored the SAT. Let me tell you, it's really not exciting watching kids take a test for four hours. So I remembered when Kara did this train of thought exercise thing, which went a little like this:

"Knock knife knee know Vikings. Helmet. Head. Armor. Chainmail. Spear. Suckling pig. Boat. T Payne. SNL skits. Sarah Palin. Elections. Obama. White house. Green fountain. St. Patrick’s day. Washington D.C.. Orchestra. Viola. Thomas Tallis. Fantasia. Walt Disney. Sleeping Beauty. Tchaikowsky. Russia. Crime and Punishment. Raskolnikov. Mental illness. Shostakovitch. Suicide note. Dissonance. Goosebumps. Nickleodeon. Slime. Green. Easter. Eggs. Bunnies. Viagra. Creepy old men. 30 year age difference. Gold diggers. Breast augmentation. Victoria’s Secret. Lip gloss. Sticky. Gum. Peanut butter. Resse’s. scientist. Archaelogist. Indiana Jones. Crystal skull. Shia Labeouf. Eagle Eye. GPS lady. Britain. London. Buckingham Palace. Bear skin hats. Lodges. Cabins. Ski trips. Snow. Utah. Mormons. College. Leaving. Suitcase. Baggage claim. Conveyor belts. 102 Dalmations. Cake. Chocolate. Frosting. Sprinkles. The Office. NBC. “That’s what she said.” Nathan Keefer. “What an idiot.” Leo. 6.0 GPA. Top 1%- scholarships. Broadcasting journalism. Fox news. Republican. Conservative. Liberal sister. Global warming. 70’s “ice age!” mom. Dad. JFK. Dallas. Lakehouse. Grandma’s house. Green pool. Turtles. Frogs. Miniatures. Bears. Candy. Rollos. Liquer cabinet. Green Menthe. Wicked. Broadway. Spamalot. “I’m not dead yet.” Jenny Grundberg. Funerals. Flowers. New Years Eve. Sparklers. Dances. Jeffrey. Flappers. Mobsters. Johnny Gun’s. Chicago."

Which then lead me to Lorelai's rambling, and I know we don't generally post the whole reference of the entry title, cause, I mean, if you don't get the reference, you're obviously not cool enough to get the reference, but it was just too good. I couldn't not share it. So, here we go:

"My brain is a wild jungle full of scary gibberish. I'm writing a letter, I can't write a letter, why can't I write a letter? I'm wearing a green dress, I wish I was wearing my blue dress, my blue dress is at the cleaners. The Germans wore gray, you wore blue, 'Casablanca' is such a good movie. Casablanca, the White House, Bush. Why don't I drive a hybrid car? I should really drive a hybrid car. I should really take my bicycle to work. Bicycle, unicycle, unitard. Hockey puck, rattlesnake, monkey, monkey, underpants."

And all of this is to lead up to what my squishy brain came up with:

SAT, college, relief, real world, suckage, grad school, GRE, math, algebra, Danica McKellar, The Wonder Years, The Princess Bride, Anybody want a peanut, Charlie Brown, Snoopy and Woodstock, Kelly Kapour, The Office, hilarity, misadventures in driving, escaping from a mormon dance out a window, boy moose, Anne Hathaway, Jake Gylenhaal, Taylor Swift, seriously? Grey's Anatomy, addiction, Gilmore Girls, Lauren Graham, my kind of crackhead, crack is whack, whatever happened to Whitney Houston?, Houston, crazy New Yorkers (House-ton), Empire State Building, King Kong was here, silly little sister, BYU, college democrats, Barack is my home boy, may have to change my political affiliations after seeing someone from my home ward at the BYU democrats table, can't vote for Palin, Halloween, Pac Man, Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World, bread makes you fat, Kara's dream where butter had no calories, Paula Dean, Miss Piggy, so excited for the next Muppet movie, crap, gotta focus on these kids taking the SAT.

My brain may not have come up with "monkey monkey underpants", but I think it was pretty entertaining anyway.