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Are there any things in your life, that you absolutely love, that you kind of know you shouldn’t love that much? Like a TV show, a book, a movie? I’ve always been a huge Harry Potter nerd. Always. Rick loves HP too, plus one of my best friends Raquel. So we have our little HP fan club and it’s awesome. So, actually, I don’t feel embarrassed about that because I have people who are equally as in love as I am.

But then… there’s my new obsessions. The Hunger Games. And, Once Upon A Time. You guys… I just love them. The Hunger Games was a series that I saw in the bookstore all the time and ignored because I just “knew” it wasn’t my kind of book. Had an early Morning flight a few weeks ago, wasn’t feeling the book I bought a long with me, so decided to give it a go. Turns out it’s exactly my kind of book. I fell in love so quickly, it was one of those “don’t want to do anything but read, no time for eating or sleeping” kind of books. I read the trilogy non-stop and was so. sad. when I finished the third book. I made Rick read them, I made Raquel read them, and I’ve told all of my other book loving friends to read them as well. The movie is out soon, so I’ve been spending some of my time… fan girl-ing. Looking at stills from the movie, reading about the different actors cast for the characters. Fan girl-ing it UP. I am all about Peeta. The people who have read them so far like them, Rick likes 2 of the books more than 1, but isn’t that excited about the movie. Raquel is though, so again, I don’t have to be too embarrassed because I have her, but there’s only two of us? I need a group! (Or a third person, 2 isn’t okay but 3 people is).

Then… there’s Once Upon A Time. First and foremost - I would like to point out that I am embarrassed about how much I like this show. Even if 40 of my friends liked it too, I’d still be embarrassed. I am so lame about this show, it’s just so embarrassingggg. Anyway, I digress. My sister in law Jessica told me about this show, and I loved it from the very first second. Jessica has since decided she isn’t a fan, and her brother has the same opinion. We don’t watch it together anymore because I actually end up getting mad at him for ripping apart “my show”. A few episodes into the season, and I decided to make Brigitte watch it. It was one of those things, were you go on and on about how good something is, that when you finally get someone else to give it a go, suddenly you are nervous and worried and thinking “what if they don’t like it? They’ll think I’m an idiot!”. Luckily for me, Brig was a fan. Then Scott became a fan. Isobelle, my other sister in law, is also a fan. So I have a little group. AND I’M STILL EMBARRASSED. Because they aren’t the kind of fans I am. Did you know, yesterday, I spent a good 5 hours of my working day reading theories that other fans have come up with on who’s who, and what’s going to happen? Normally I natter away at Rick about these sorts of things, when I’m excited, or annoyed by something, I natter his flippin ears off. But he hates the show. So poor Scott had to endure it. He took it on well though, good lad. And I am unbelievably excited about the day when Alice in Wonderland is included on the show. And I was annoyed, that I didn’t pick up on things that other people have. So annoyed I started watching the series from the beginning again last night. And I’m still not over a certain death in the show. Still. See? Embarrassing.

Thank god for the younger generation who are ALL ABOUT fan-ing it up, so I can pretend, online, that I’m not 24, that my obsession is age appropriate, and that I don’t have to be embarrassed about being a teenage girl at heart still.

I guess I’m just a sucker for fairy-tales and make believe. The Hunger Games doesn’t really fall into either of those categories though, perhaps make believe? Anyway - I ask again, does anyone else have these sorts of obsessions? Come on, make a girl feel better and share! (Also, let’s not pretend we haven’t noticed how long this blog entry is compared to my other entries… man, I haven’t done myself any favours on the embarrassing scale have I?)

Right now, I am hoping on a plane to Sydney (actually I might have even departed by now, my flight is supposed to leave at 8.00am but who knows with Qantas).

I’m only going to be away for a few days - I’m home on Monday, but I’m pretty excited regardless. I have a super busy weekend;

Thursday: I arrive in Sydney just after lunch. By the time I get to my hotel, settle in, and then meet up with Jess, Stuart & Tornado Tiah (who are also having a mini getaway to Sydney!), I can’t imagine I’ll be doing much else.
Friday: Meet & greet with Kristine & Kevin, and a visit to the Country Club. And hopefully some shopping. Also, I really am hanging out to take a trillion photos of Tiah being adorable around Sydney. And then a delicious dinner somewhere! And thennnnnnn…
Saturday: WEDDING! My first, very own Wedding photographer job. I’ve done a few Weddings now, but as second shooter, not by myself. And not as a photographer with a business. It’s exciting and scary and… real. I might actually one day make a career out of my passion for photography. Man I hope so!
Sunday: Okay. I am going to admit it. I’m excited/nervous for Saturday. But Sunday means Harry Potter Exhibition. I am just plain flippin excited for Sunday. And I just don’t think I can contain my nerdy excitement either. The Harry Potter Exhibition. I might cry. Or wet myself. (Yes, if you haven’t noticed by now, I’m that kind of HP fan.) If Jessica let me I would totally be dressing up as Hermione.*
Monday: Early flight home with Jess & co, to my beautiful bulldog, and Christmas ready home.

You guys. YOU. GUYS. I am so nervous. And excited. And pumped!

Wish me luck.

*I wouldn’t actually dress up. I’m not that kind of fan.

So.

I was playing Pottermore yesterday and I got my wand (it has Unicorn core - awesome!), owl (I am going to name it something wizard-y), and was sorted into Ravenclaw. I was a bit embarrassed to admit how nervous and excited I was during all of this, but then I remembered Harry Potter is this bee’s knee’s. I was totally bummed at first about being sorted into Ravenclaw but I’ve come to terms with it, I mean, it wasn’t Hufflepuff so it wasn’t completely disastrous.

Rick was sorted into Slytherin though so I guess that means the Weddings off and we can’t be together anymore right? Although, Snape was in Slytherin… and I guess I can totally use pick up lines like this on Rick when we go to bed now “mind if I slyther-IN?” (gold).

Just quickly - Pottermore just makes me wish even more desperately that I really was a wizard and really did attend Hogwarts with a pet owl. (Sometimes I feel like I need to explain to people that I really do have a life (I do! I DO!), I just have a very large obsession with the boy who lived in the cupboard under the stairs… Way to make it sound even more creepier right?)

You guys… Pottermore. I’m just too excited. And please, I totally found that Magic Quill today and now I’m totally magical. Did YOUR Sunday end this awesome?

After a very long day, I feel tired just thinking about what to write. So, instead of writing a post, I am going to read in bed until I can’t keep my eyes open any longer (to see what I’m currently reading, check out my Book List!).

I will leave you with two things though. One - my first Food List by guest post Brigitte will be up on the blog shortly! And two - is this not the most amazing thing ever? I just finished watching Harry Potter for the bajillionth time this week. And I mean, Harry and the gang sticking wands up noses to Harry and the gang running away from Nana eating snakes - start to finish, a bajillion times. I really don’t know what I’m going to do when the last movie comes out… accepting Harry Potter is over? Impossible. Anyway - sweet proposal. 

Belle x