I won. Everyone, I won. That contest you didn’t know was happening? The one where I try to top my own guiltiest pleasure geek out? Well, I won it. Last night.
Let me take you back in time. To last night, I mean.
I decided to order tickets to “Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2” for next Saturday – the first showing, at 11:30am, like the old lady I am. Normally I enjoy ridin’ solo to the movies, but since they’re all now dine-in theaters around these parts, I feel a little awkward going alone. Thus, I told my
sweet manly husband he had to accompany me.
“But I’ve never seen any of the movies,” he argued.
I merely grinned. “You have time to watch them all before next Saturday!”
“I haven’t read the books,” he reminded me.
His protests fell on deaf ears, but then he, like most married folk will eventually do, wizened up and busted out the Big C. No, no, geesh, the other one.
“How about you make a 5-minute presentation so I’m prepared?” he smirked.
“Yes! I would love to do that!” I exclaimed gleefully. I wasn’t about to let his sarcasm stand in the way of this incredible opportunity to not only write about Harry Potter in bulleted format, but also to use my knock-off PowerPoint software (thanks, Macintosh).
I got cracking right away, and at 10:30pm last night (well past my bedtime), it was ready. “It” being…