I love this. My Blake, my brother and my friends are indulging me tonight and are coming to see the last installment of Harry Potter with me. (Note: I generally refer to the beloved series as "HP" but it makes Blake cringe because of my nerdiness. So, it is for you, my Blake, that I've called it Harry Potter above).
It's hard to believe that I read the first Harry Potter about 13 years ago. Time flies. But I guess I didn't really grow up much in that time. Here I am at 25, writing my 300th blog post, and it happens to be about Harry Potter.
8:30 can't come soon enough. Accio weekend!