This funny video came to me as an e-mail forward from a great friend.
Valerie Ader is old enough to be my mother
so naturally she is really good at e-mail forwards.
I miss you Valerie. I need a walking partner. Move to Utah.
Anyway, it’s good for a laugh and some inspiration simultaneously.
I am sure you are going to love it.
And thanks Val.
You always come through for me when I don’t feel like writing!
Sometimes, you can find the perfect reason to smile.
Today it was in the form of a culinary delicacy.
From California of all places.
I love it when all three of my universes collide.
Who knew a girl could love California, Utah, and Tennessee equally?
I mean if there are any three places
in the United States that are different,
it is those three.
And I love them all.
When I make deep fried Kool-Aid,
I will honor all three.
Sometimes people say “Those crazy Mormons drank the Kool-Aid.”
There are a lot of Kool-Aid drinkers here in Utah.
Deep fried. Only one place you can think of with that one.
Love you Tennessee.
And the video that was recorded in my birthstate of California is something you will never forget.
God bless America.
Even if I never make or try this American invented food.
If you can call it that.
Go here for the recipe.
I know you are all dying to try it.
I don’t know how anyone could ever choose skinny Edward over Werewolf Jacob.
Taylor is such a cutie and he always seems so down to earth.
I wish they would make this a real movie.
I think it has potential.
I loved the original Field of Dreams.
And I love me some Taylor Lautner. In a “I like to pretend I am still in high school when I dream” way.
This is a great video for a society that is becoming more and more immoral.
And I’m not talking about breastfeeding. Sheesh.
It’s kind of funny that I had to switch my safety mode in youtube to “off”
to be able to watch this.
I guess we are already watching our step around here.
Whenever I want to quit blogging,
I watch this.
When hateful anonymous commenters
(who may or may not be mentally ill)
tell me I have no business on the internet,
I think of Lucille Ball, The Beatles, Ulysses S. Grant, Michael Jordan,
Thomas Edison, Walt Disney, and Abraham Lincoln.
You see they had haters too,
but they believed in themselves
and kept trying.
Who do you think about in times when you need to be reminded not to give up?
I love surnames for boys’ names.
I once told my husband, “Awww, wouldn’t Potter be such a cute name for a boy?”
“Sure, Alice, if our last name wasn’t Gold.”
Potter Gold. Imagine it. If I wasn’t totally cruel, I think my sense of humor would have gone for it.
It wouldn’t have mattered anyway, everyone knows we only do girls around here.
And Mary was never on the Top 10 list.
I know, I know. My husband says I am going Potter crazy.
But just because he said that, I thought it would be a great time for one last Potter post.
It’s a Potter Gold at the moment.
Thanks to Kate, a dancer, in Washington for this amazing share with this great clip.
[Warning: she throws out a f bomb at the bottom of the post]
Even though I shared some other videos from the Tony’s,
I somehow missed this one.
I don’t know about you, but watching this made me emotional.
I think I am emotional for two reasons:
One – Harry Potter lives on. He will be alive in all of Danielle Radcliffe’s work. Probably not cool for Daniel, but so cool for those of us that love Harry.
Two – Not to steal Harry’s go to word magic, but there is something that is magical about combining the art forms of singing and dancing. I think that people who don’t like musicals don’t like the emotion on any level. There is nothing like a good musical number to bring out the best and worst inside of me.
Please LG, take me to Broadway before I die.
How is that for emotion?
Oh, and does anyone else think that the lady in red isn’t very good?
I am sure that I committing some kind of novice mistake by calling some Broadway great awful?
But really I thought she was awful.
Surely they can find better singers than this in NYC.
And a joke to make the post somewhat funny.
An older woman was sitting alone at a matinee of A CHORUS LINE, a The man next to her asked, “Is that seat empty” “Oh yes”, she answered, “my husband and I got these tickets months ago and he passed away.” “Oh”, said the man, “Couldn’t you find a friend or relative to come with you?” “Oh no”, said the woman, “they are all at the funeral”.
Now for my review.
I know you’ve all been busting at the seems for it.
(If you’ve been living in a Hogwarts History book
and don’t know who is going to die in the movie,
you may want to read this
after your viewing)
First of all,
when Fred dies,
a piece of this funny girl died too.
Oh, you didn’t know that Fred died.
So sorry.
You have no right to watch the movies
if you haven’t read the book.
A part of this girl died
when Fred died in the book,
and when he died in the movie,
I just had a short revisit
to the moment I read about
this terrible misfortune
years ago
and sat up and cried all night.
Then when they show Remus and Tonks dead,
all I could think to myself was
shouldn’t Tonks hair be a brighter color
so that all the fools that didn’t read the books
would know that was her?
Then when Harry died,
I was like
“Is he really dead?”
No I wasn’t
because I read the book
and
I knew he wasn’t really dead,
but I still cried.
And then when Harry finally
defeated that horrible Voldermort
why was I the only one in the theatre
who cheered?
Why?
Why?
My husband even shooshed me.
C’mon people.
Ding Dong the dude is dead.
I didn’t cry when Voldemort died.
In the book or the movie.
Good riddance.
The only regret I had
was that the poor monster
never knew love.
But, isn’t that what JK Rowling
was trying to tell us all along?
Then
19 years later:
life went on,
in a profound way:
Harry had
a fatherly chat
with his nervous son,
Albus Severus Potter.
(The name was a trend on twitter
all night long)
“Son, the sorting hat,
takes your vote into account.”
Harry should know all about that.
At this point,
I had an epiphany:
love is life.
life is love.
Why not love life?
Even if it’s just the ordinary?
Or even if it’s magical
and fictional
it’s still worthy of our deep devotion,
isn’t it?
I think they made Ginny a little pudgier
which made me happy
because she’s a mom
and she’s still beautiful
with a few extra pounds.
And I am sorry to the actress who played Ginny
if they didn’t really make you
look chubbier
but I just thought that they did.
Ron was chubbier too.
It’s in the Weasley genes.
Apparently,
the Potter and Granger genes
are skinny to the end.
You know,
I dressed up like Bellatrix
to show outwardly
the love I have inwardly
for the magic we call Potter.
And people may have disagreed
with my choice of the dark side,
but without the dark side,
there would have been
no story in the first place.
Another good
and true
life lesson.
Favorite parts of the movie:
(Here are the spoilers
in no particular order)
Getting out of Gringots on the dragon.
Ron and Hermione kiss. (finally)
Ginny saying “I know” to Harry.
Professor McGonagall saying
“I always wanted to use that spell.”
Dumbledore talking about
not pitying the dead.
Harry viewing Snape’s memories
and finally understanding Snape’s actions.
Snape saying
“You have your mother’s eyes.”
Harry when he comes back to life
and jumps out of Hagrid’s arms.
Neville.
Everything about Neville.
From when he brings Harry into the castle,
to slaying Nagini,
and sitting by Luna awkwardly at the end.
Mrs. Weasley hollaring at Bellatrix and defeating her.
When Hermione calls Ron brilliant
and kind of shakes her head in surprise.
Professor McGonagall giving
the boys permission to blow up the bridge
and them being uncertain about whether or not
she is serious.
Harry conversing with his momma.
And, just thinking about all this stuff
is making me cry again.
All I can do is
scream out:
FFFFRRRRRREEEEEEEEDD
Why did she have to kill Fred?
What was your favorite part of the movie
or the book?
And please spare me your
whining about what was different
between the two
because I really don’t pay that much attention.
The other day we were getting lunch ready
and I told Sophia to go ahead
and cut herself some cheese
from the big block of Cheddar.
(You already know where I am going with this, don’t you?)
Sophia is trying with all her strength.
She declares,
“I can’t cut the cheese.”
I respond with a chuckle,
“You can’t cut the cheese?”
Originally Sophia doesn’t get my joke.
“No. Mom, it’s too hard.”
Me: “It’s too hard to cut cheese?
We better tell dad about this.”
The mention of her dad
is a dead boy joke giveaway.
“MMoooommm. Gross.”
I wish she couldn’t cut the cheese.
I really do.
I wish even more
that her dad couldn’t cut the cheese either.
Here is some more fun boy type entertainment.
This top video is the bomb.
LG wants to recreate it using nerf guns.
Right after he makes a hilarious video about cutting cheese.
Recently, when pressed on the issue,
I decided that
magic
is my favorite word.
Magic.
It describes how I feel about the love I share with my husband.
It perfectly defines anything that is too cool to be described.
It is the noun that says how I feel about my kids.
Magic.
Is it one of those cool words
that is not only a noun,
but a verb too!
I magic’d on over to her house in two seconds flat.
While playing basketball, he magic’d around the other player, all the way to the hoop
Months ago, two of my magical children
decided that JK Rowling
missed a few vital spells
when she wrote her masterpiece Harry Potter.
How she missed these in all seven books of her series I do not know.
But without further delay,
it is time for all the spells to be known.
And because I am so looking forward
to my upcoming Harry Potter extravaganza
I find it a perfect time to share:
Freeze a Thing
Polka Dot A Kus
Dogga Loc Us
Go Away Kus
Go To Sleep Us
Throw Up Ist
Zip Lips (You know with this mom, they need this one every day)
Water Cause
Fire Cause
Doggalocus is my favorite.
Here is one of my kids’ favorite YouTube videos of all time:
Just now, while watching the video
Me to Abigail:
Why do you think Dumbledore is naked?
Abigail: (laughing)
I don’t know, because he is gay.
Yes, we are all about the magic around here.
We know every bit of Harry Potter trivia known to mankind.
And, we even make up our own.
Comebackacus.
Readalottamore.
Lovethisbloga.
What’s your best attempt at a vital spell?
I was thinking
laundrydonanow.
Oh, and I need your opinion?
Should LG and I dress up like
Arthur and Molly Weasley?
or
Vernon and Petunia Dursley?
Or maybe
LG could be Vernon
and I could Molly.
Oh the scandal, we would be at the party.
alice w. gold 