Fact: it is Friday {HP Love}

Wearing my HP glasses, and the Gryffindor scarf that I knitted myself.

Fact: it is Friday: Where I talk about myself. On Fridays.

I don't talk about my babies, unless I want to, which sometimes I might. But mostly Fact: it is Friday is when I'm going to tell you something you maybe didn't know about me.

Or perhaps a story from my bucktoothed-childhood or bratty teenage years.

Becky Fact 15: I love Harry Potter more than is socially acceptable. In fact, in order to prove my point, I gathered some pictures of me rocking out HP garb.  All of these are from Facebook,  since I don't have my computer in MT.

Before I was very good at photoshopping. We look way bigger than the rest of the DA.

Not strictly of Harry, but that's when our apartment (before I was married) was decorated for a Harry Potter birthday party.

My roommates Lauren and Lana and I at our first HP party. Ginny, Cho, and Hermione. 

At a Harry and the Potters concert. I am obviously having a spell cast upon me.

Becky and Lana trying to catch a snitch in the British store in SLC.

When Travis and I started dating, I insisted that he read all the Harry Potter books before our relationship could progress.

Every year for the past four years (except this year, because we were at a fancy gala for these people, and I was hoping {this guy} would be there... he wasn't.) I've thrown a Harry Potter birthday party on July 31st.

Costumes and trivia included.

If you begin a quote from any HP movie or book, I can finish it. For real. Any, except perhaps the second half of the seventh film. 

When I'm feeling down or depressed, my go-to comfort is (sadly not the Bible...) The Prisoner of Azkaban. 

I have read the HP books literally dozens of times. Sometimes I read the series two or even three times in a calendar year. It takes me a good two or three weeks to get through them.

I got the first three Harry Potter books for Christmas when I was in fifth grade. I went (by myself) to my cousin's house that year for Christmas break, but he was a boy and wanted to do "boy stuff," and I wasn't interested in playing with him or his friends. So I sat inside all day and read the first three books in three days.

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire came out a few days before my family left for a road trip to my grandparents house. My mom bought me the book, but then hid it, so I could read it on the drive.  The day before we left, she packed the car. That night when everyone went to bed, I snuck out to the car -(since I knew it was in there now) and I searched until I found it. I snuck it back to my room, and the next morning when my mom came to wake me up, she found me reading - half way through the book.

I hadn't slept. I couldn't wait until morning.

When I was 17 years old, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows came out on a Friday at midnight. I got the book, and then went home and read until 6am, when I was forced to start getting ready for a youth activity at church. I was supposed to drive 5 other youth to a conference that was well over an hour away (even though I had not slept).

I drove quickly (and probably erratically) to the conference while all the people in my car (except me!) read the books.

Occasionally one of them would chuckle, gasp, or say "Hey, are you to this part yet?" and I would scream "SHUT YOUR MOUTH! STOP SAYING WHAT'S HAPPENING!!" and swerve the car threateningly.

Throughout the day, leaders would hunt me down and pull me out of closets, the bathroom, and empty classrooms where I was hiding and trying to read the books. During "testimony meeting" at the end of the day (when the youth are given a chance and forum to stand up and bear witness of Christ in a group setting) I huddled on the back pew over my book, silently crying as beloved characters died and leaders shot me dirty looks and mouthed "Close that book."

Yeah right. I wasn't closing that book until I'd finished it.

When I went home, I slept. When I awoke, I started the book again and read it a second time - cover to cover - again in less than 24 hours.

I am one of those people who stands outside in the cold (in costume) for hours waiting for the midnight showing of the movies.

I didn't go to the last two movies at midnight, because I was pregnant during one (and couldn't sit on the cement for hours) and because during the other I had two babies who would be awake at midnight (and if they weren't then I needed to be sleeping.)

But I went the next day, and for pt. 2 that was quite a feat, since we had to drive forty minutes to go to the iMax and I was still breastfeeding. But this was Harry Potter. I wasn't going to wait another day. My babies could get bottles. This was a need, not a want.

This week, my mom and I watched this video, and I have now seen it about a half a dozen times.

And I sob through it every time, especially the end. Watch. Love it.

And come out of the closet, HP lovers. (p.s. Why aren't you commenting on my blog this week? It's giving me a complex!)

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Fact: it is Friday. 

I think you should do it too. 

And here are your instructions (not really rules...):

1. Write a fact about yourself.

2. Elaborate.

3. It can be long or short, detailed or not.

4. Don't write about your kids. (Unless you want to. Because, I mean... it's your blog. I can't stop you from writing about your kids.)

5. Link up to this blog, so we can all read some facts, and not feel bad that we dropped out of school to be stay-at-home moms. (Since if we're reading facts, then we are still learning.)

6. You're not a dropout like me? Or a stay at home mom? No biggie. You can still play.

Can't think of what to write? Start like this:

Fact: When I was a kid I was really good at...

or

Fact: My biggest pet peeve is...

or

Fact: I have a third nipple.

Etc.

I haven't quite figured out a link list yet, so just post in the comments if you participate, and next week after I've read through your facts I'll give a shout out in my post to my favorite fact from last week.

Good deal?