I had enough questions about my last post that I thought I would throw out an end of the week sort of post. I bought the ornaments in 2000 at a Hallmark store, deeply discounted on clearance - the box still has the 75% sticker. At the time, I bought TONS of cool HP stuff at a deep discount - a Gargoyle bank for my mom, bookends and some more ornaments. I am glad I did, because after the movies began coming out, much of the things you can buy now are based on the movies and not the book's illustrations.
Anyway! I did find the ornaments on eBay, if any of you are really interested. The tree itself is a tiny tree purchased at Hobby Lobby - it is actually supposed to be a placecard holder, which is why it is so tiny. I LOVE teeny, tiny Christmas trees and I have TWO more lurking in storage. However, I also have TWO small kids (who also lurk in the basement on occasion).
There is a reason why the Harry Potter tree is on the mantel.
Completely and utterly tangential and pretty much apropos of nothing whatsoever:
While at the gym yesterday, I was subjected to an episode of Dr. Phil where the mom was distraught about her daughter getting tattooes. For some reason, I found this amusing, yet horrifying because it led me to ponder - How will Team Chaos defy Manoj and me?
Piercings? Whatever. After all, Manoj's people are a Piercing People and our kids can brag that their Grandma Lilly had her NOSE pierced, no?? Awesome! Rock on, Grandma Lilly!!
Tattoos? Whatever. I am considering getting one myself (a 1912 Jayhawk on my ankle, which I have ALWAYS WANTED and nearly got for my 30th birthday and damned well may get for my 40th.)
Skimpy clothes? Whatever. I am used to seeing nekkid teenagers running around. One trip to a shopping maul and you become visually numb to peekaboo butt cheeks.
And that is where the horror begins. I could only wish that piercings, tattoos and nekkidness and would be the worst of our problems.