Sometimes I feel compelled to come back here. Hard to say why, but it’s most likely linked to some nebulous desire to be creative. I can read, star and save links to posts all I like, and I can (and do) craft content for work, but sometimes nothing quite does the job like writing down my own story.
The summer has gone by in a flash. Since I’m still lacking the time to craft a lovely fully baked post, here’s the lazy version. Bullet time!
- After we decided not to go to Europe (for budgetary reasons) flight prices plummeted. Once we rented our house out on Airbnb, we were able to afford a trip after all. Pro tip – hustling. It pays off.
- We spent two amazing weeks in the UK and France (mostly in Paris and London). I’ll never forget the twins playing with the children of good friends, who are now also parents, in a crowded museum room.
- This will go down in family lore as the Summer of Harry Potter. The twins are absolutely obsessed and rarely speak of anything else.
- We fueled the beast by taking them to the Warner Bros. Harry Potter Experience, where we drank Butterbeer, dueled and saw the sets and movie costumes with a sold-out crew of mostly adults, interestingly.
- We also visited sites connected to the books and movies (the wobbly bridge, Oxford campus spots which stood in for Hogswarts).
- Finally, when The Cursed Child came out, I took them to the midnight party at our local bookstore, where again, the crowd mostly consisted of adults.
- Which brings me to a serious question. Are kids no longer reading Harry Potter? Is it mostly adults who are fans? I mean, I know MY kids are. And they make sure all their friends are reading Harry Potter. But what about other kids?
- I still maintain the Harry Potter series will be read in 150 years, like Dickens.
- My daughter decided of her own volition to audition for one of the world’s most exclusive ballet programs. It was a terrifying time as she danced in front of renowned ballet masters with dozens of others. Then we worried she would be crushed by disappointment (the majority of applicants aren’t accepted). Then, she was accepted. Which was also scary. So, now we begin.
- Work is continually challenging and pushes me to new places. I’m growing and learning.
- My brother got married in my backyard. And he and his wife created a magical event. It was like being in a fairy garden, with twinkly lights and beautiful flowers.
So, overall a good summer. This post is filled with good times and happiness, but that’s OK. When things are going well, it’s in our power to acknowledge it.
*Yes, I know “busy” isn’t the best word. But it can be an apt description, on occasion.