Under the Skin

Well, today, I officially, and beyond a shadow of a doubt finished Driver's Ed. Exciting! Then I say Harry Potter 5 for a second time. Now, before you think worse of me, here's my defense. I did not go because I did not think I couldn't wait to see it until it came out on a DVD. I laugh at those who do that. However, I was mean and went and saw it while Beth was away. So, I felt bad, and then she told me that she's preparing to be a college student. She's broke. Therefore, I gave it, bought her a ticket, and bought myself ANOTHER ticket. And I saw it again. It was still good. I have finished Deathly Hallows, so this has been just an all-around Harry-ish week. I am very pleased with Deathly Hallows, and it might have beat Order of the Phoenix out of the number 2 spot. But I think Prisoner of Azkaban might still be better. I won't spoil anything, all I'll say is that I cried about seventeen times. Mom and Caleb lost count after awhile, and decide...

There's a tradition in the Russell family, ever since Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire came out, that Harry Potter books are read aloud to the whole family when they first come out. This is the way to avoid serious argument about who's going to read it first. Yesterday, we began to read Deathly Hallows. Just so happens, that we are at Chapter 10, which is only the product of four hours. Caleb decided that we needed to wait until Beth came home, (which was extremely painful. I kept wanting to know who lives and who dies, and I knew that the answers were somewhere in my house. My mother hid the book). Then when Beth came home, she decided she wanted to go to a dance. But we were allowed to read in her abscence. Now, she has to read to catch up with us, which is taking too long if you ask me. If I were her, I would be reading every minute, wanting to know the next thing that happens intently. But she's not the Harry Potter freak I am. Oh, I've cried four times, I think,...

As a Harry Potter lover, and retired Harry Potter maniac (I still like it, I just don't do the crazy things I used to), this is a happy day. Today, I saw the fifth Harry Potter movie, which was relatively good. Tomorrow, the final installment will happen. Good old seventh book. I AM EXCITED! The movie was not as emotional as the book was. In proportion to how much I cry reading Order of the Phoenix, I didn't cry at all. I'm one of those people who think that everything in Order of the Phoenix was necessary for the series, and that Half-Blood Prince needed to be editted further. I was mostly only sad that Neville was down-played so much in the movie, and that my favorite part in all of the Harry Potter books was cut. My favorite moment in all of Potter-dom, when Ron is ishish, Ginny, Luna and Hermione are all unconscious, the Death Eaters are closing in, and when told that Harry has no one left, Neville pops out, "He's got me." AND THEY CUT IT! I'm deali...

This quote refers to the way that we live on Hatch family reunions. We sit around and eat and play and vegetate. This year, this is how my Aunt Callie described these reunions. I have just returned from this living as white-trash expedition. This year, it was attended by most people, with no Marie (who was teaching classes in Arizona), with no Chris (who was at business meetings in California, much to his dismay), with no Justin, Ashley and twins (who were in Spokane, I think), no missionaries (Sam and Carol), no Caleb (at Scout Camp), no Beth (working at Safeway), and no Tom (my Dad, working in Seattle). Hoop Lake in the Uintas: The water is sick. We called in iron-enforced, but it was a little bit just plain old sick. Slightly brown in color, when a light yellow-brown color issued out, everyone ran for their water bottles. Furthermore, Hoop Lake is well-stocked with rainbow trout, and the fishermen of the family enjoyed being there. I learned how to gut a fish, Clark explained the pr...

Okay, I'm sorry. This is just bugging me WAY too much. Michael Flatley, for those who don't know, is a famous Irish dancer, who used to be on Riverdance. Why are there Michael Flatley fanclubs and such? The guy is a jerk. He was kicked off of Riverdance, because he wanted more credit and more money. Riverdance claims it was because of "creative differences," but his own agent said it was about credit and money. Then he went off and humbly started "Lord of the Dance." Whom did he star as? The Lord of the Dance. The man is an egotistical loser. Just look at him as he dances. What a brat. The smug little face makes you want to puke. Sure, he can dance, but then why doesn't he? I'm not kidding. In Riverdance, Jean Butler dances. I admire Jean Butler, and I love her dancing, and she's practically my dancing role model. But Michael Flatley sits there showing how many taps he can fit into a minute. WITHOUT MUSIC! You can't stepdance, without steps....

My mother and my older sister, Beth, have decided that I have no fashion sense. This is true. Therefore, they have decided that they need to save me from myself. This might also be true. So, recently, added to by that fact that Beth is downsizing her wardrobe to move to Provo, they have been stopping me in my beloved, everyday activities to have me try on skirts, shirts, sweaters, shoes and other articles of fashion. I have no fashion sense, 'tis true, nor any eye for fashion. But it probably doesn't help that I also hate clothing, hate trying on clothes, hate picking clothes, hate looking at clothes, and hate clothing stores. I loathe them. Currently, my wardrobe consists of different things that I don't even know where I got them. My skirts are mostly all tweed or plaid, gray and kilt-pleated. Apparently this is a fashion sense known as schoolmarm. I do my hair in braids, buns and ponytails. Apparently the buns are especially schoolmarm. Today, I am wearing church clothin...

The Post of Four Subtopics Introduction: I find that I have not written in awhile. Therefore, I need to update y’all. The bad part is thus: being the organizational freak that I am, I don’t know if I could handle a willy-nilly post. So, I will organize it into four bolded topics. Family Reunion I am ecstatic for the family reunion this year. We will be heading to the Uintas Mountains, Hoop Lake to be exact. Sadly, not all of my immediate family will be in attendance. Beth is working at Safeway as a cashier (and yes, she’s learning all of the produce codes), Caleb will be going to scout camp, Sam is still in Russia (which I’m very proud of him for. Он делит правду бога. Спасибо, Сам. The translation of Sam comes out with strange pronunciation, but so be it), Carol is still in Brazil (which I’m also proud of her for. Eu te amo, Carol. Agradecimentos para ser um missionário da irmã), and Dad will be holding down the fort at home. So, it will be just me and Sarah and Mom, but I lov...