********************While all across America last night from Providence to Portland, Pensacola to Palm Springs, Portsmouth to Point Arena people were participating in parties praising and proclaiming the release of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Amanda was presiding over a pretty pathetic personal Potter pity party in which she was the only participant. Particularly pouty because she wasn't partying with the plethora of Potter partisans that she pals around with, she was also pretty petulant that perhaps her procurement of the precious Potter pages would be pretty prolonged due to our present pauper parameters.
Whew! Read that paragraph over five times fast!
'Tis true, though, that Amanda has long been counted amongst those who suffer from Potter-mania and she was feeling a bit left out last night as one of her friends kept calling her from a book release party that she was attending in Atlanta. There were quite a few of the same type of parties being held here in Connecticut but despite the non-stop talk about the much-anticipated release of the seventh and final book in J.K. Rowlings extraordinarily successful saga of wizards and witches, I hadn't really given it much thought.
You see - I must confess - I have never read a single Harry Potter book (wow, I can hear that gasp all the way over here!) and have never been to one of the movies in a theater either. I have watched a couple of the movies on DVD with the girls but to be perfectly honest with you I wasn't paying a lot of attention then either. I'm lucky I can tell Hagrid from Hedwig and Dumbledore from Draco. Yes, yes, I know - I am such a muggle!
Even though I'm not in the legion of Potter fans, I wasn't unsympathetic to Amanda's plight and just because I hadn't joined the thousands - nay, millions - who had pre-ordered the book didn't mean that I wasn't planning on getting it for her. However I had asked Amanda to do some artwork for me a long time ago (well over a month and a half ago) and she just hadn't gotten around to it as something else always seemed to take precedence. Figuring that if I dangled a carrot in front of her nose in the form of The Deathly Hallows might get her to finally, finally, finally do the favor I had asked of her, I told her that she would get the book when she was done with my artwork.
I wasn't at all worried about being able to get my hands on the book as I was pretty sure that there were going to be more than enough copies to go around and I'd be able to pick one up at my local Wal-Mart Supercenter without having to wait in line for a single minute. Sure enough - turns out I was right. I had fully intended on going out to get the book today but I was feeling pretty awake at 12:30 last night (or was that this morning?) so decided to hop in the car and head over to Wal-Mart. I told Amanda I'd be back soon but didn't tell her where I was going, though I would have thought she might have figured it out on her own. Upon arriving at the store, I had no trouble at all procuring a copy off one of the two large flats of books that were sitting at the front of the store - stacks that looked like they had hardly been touched!
When I arrived home Amanda was scanning another piece of artwork into the computer for her DeviantArt site but, of course, the picture I was waiting for was still in the "inking" stages and nowhere near done. Obviously she hadn't figured out where I was going because when I told her that "I have a book but you have no picture" she got quite animated and much squeeing ensued.
A word of warning to those reading ... if by any chance you have something in your hand that a teenager who is bigger than you desperately wants, it might be a good idea to make the announcement from the other side of a locked door rather than within reaching distance of said teenager! I had to beat a hasty retreat to my room with Amanda in hot pursuit and let me tell you, it was quite the battle keeping that book out of her clutches! I finally had to put it under a pillow and sit on it in order to keep it away from her! Good grief, for an Emo-kid she sure was showing an awful lot of emotion at that particular time!
She finally realized that I wasn't going to break down in my resolve and slumped downstairs in defeat to work on my picture while I went to bed with instructions that she could wake me when she finished the artwork. I had barely fallen asleep about an hour later when she came upstairs with what she claimed was the completed picture. Half asleep I looked at what she gave me, told her she was going to need to make some changes before it was totally acceptable, and then let her have her precious book. What's a mother to do?
Anyhow, it's now just a little after 4:00 in the afternoon and she only has a little over a hundred pages left to go before she finishes the book. She's going to take a break from reading so that her friend in Atlanta can catch up but if I wanted to I could tell her how the story ends as I read the last page while waiting to check out at Wal-Mart (hey, I was curious!). But I won't - I'm not that much of a muggle that I would ruin it for her or anyone else!
Hope everyone has a great weekend of magical reading!