The End of Harry Potter (and, coincidentally, the End of my Childhood)

Well, ladies and gents, this weekend I FINALLY got the see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2!

In IMAX, no less. It was my first IMAX experience, additionally, and it was kind of insane.

Just another thing to add to my I’m-a-little-town-girl-in-a-big-city-now feeling!

(In case you didn’t get that, I’m officially living in Denver now!)

The LAST movie was a bittersweet feeling. I’ve been obsessed with the series ever since that fateful day in the library, at around age 10, when I gathered all of books from the “New This Week” section into my weekly reading pile, as was my custom (I was really cool) and among them was Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone.

No one else in my town had really heard of the book, all of my friends thought I was insane when I told them all about this wizard kid named Harry Potter, written by some guy named J.K. something. (Sorry, Ms. Rowling, I have no idea why I thought you were a man…forgive me in my naivete).

Well, now, fifteen years later, it’s a worldwide phenomenon, and while my inner rebel always wanted to eschew the phenom, I never could. As a kid who relied on the characters of books to be her main social life, Harry Potter and his cronies were some of my best buds.

This last movie parallels my life strangely. No, I’m not on an epic quest to save Wizarding kind or  the world, but I have moved away from my hometown and my parent’s house with the intent never to return again. I have left my childhood behind–and this movie is a symbol of that. Harry’s childhood ends too, rather abruptly, and while I held on to mine a little harder–I am 24, but part of the continued living-at-home was forced by the economy and my obsession with international travel–it still is a phase over.

The books and movies themselves were also such a major part of my childhood, that the ending of them also symbolizes a new phase. Every book has been linked with my various ages, and while I can read and watch them again–and believe me, as obsessed as I am, I will–but they are over. Time to say farewell.

Just like the end of a childhood, the end of the book series, while it can be mourned and celebrated, also disappears quickly in the new details, troubles, and joys of the new chapter.

So, no, while my days are not spent on an endless camping trip, hunting Horcruxes, and my childhood is not ending on an epic quest, I am starting a new (very much less epic) quest of my own.

So far, my days are spent going to the movie theatre alone, being a VERY TEMPORARY house-wife for my now live-in boyfriend (a.k.a I get the mail, clean the tub, make dinner and bake a lot…whilst reading and writing as much as I can) and getting lost every time I drive out of our apartment complex.

And I must say, these events are quite epic for me.

Stay tuned for further excitements and trials in the big city! Plus the beginning of my new job on September 1st!

(AND for a review of the final movie!!)

Silence No More

Hello out there!  I’m officially breaking my radio silence with a post about my FUTURE!

That’s news.

This past week has been a whirlwind: I helped my boyfriend move down to Denver, which equaled many lo-o-o-ong hours in a U-Haul, towing his car through eastern Montana, Wyoming, and northern Colorado. All of these states are gorgeous right now thanks to copious amounts of rain (which I really am not a huge fan of, but yum, green) but Wyoming…it’s a tad endless, I’m not gonna lie.

Anyway, after fruitlessly apartment-hunting (I’ve learned that I’m a perfectionist…who knew?) for several days we hopped on a plane for Portland, the coast, a quick family visit, Seattle, and the U2 concert. Most of this was unplanned when we landed in Portland, after a layover in Phoenix (why go south??? A mystery) but it was a fun, if exhausting weekend!

Now I’m back at work, still fairly tired and wondering when I’m going to learn to take a relaxing vacation.

Well, clearly, relaxing is too boring for me, because, folks, while in Denver…I did, in fact, get a JOB!!!!!

So, starting in August, this will be my new view:

Ok…maybe not, but I can dream ;).

Your Career Assessment Said What?

Yesterday, in a fit of desperation (so many choices) I decided to hit up the internet in search of a career assessment or two.

I found a plethora of sites promising to point one in the right direction of SUCCESS!, but unfortunately, several of them refused to give the results of the 100-question test without a credit card number (not that they would find anything on mine, nonetheless) but a few did give me a solid response. I have no idea how scientific these were, but while my favorite results included “singer, dancer, artist, journalist, writer” I had two different careers that were highlighted in all four of the sites I visited.

Because I bet you can never guess, here they are:

A clergy member.

AAAAAND…

A genetic counselor. (I had to look that one up).

Sadly, neither of these careers are anything I had ever imagined doing. Um, a member of the clergy? Although I’m sure this encompasses much more, the only image I’m getting is me, fully enrobed, hanging out in the confessional listening to my flock.

Upon reflection, I am often entreated for advice from many of my friends, but this generally does not include asking for forgiveness from He (nor is it about dealing with any genetic diseases they might be carrying, which is primarily what a genetic counselor does, fyi) but more along the lines of  “oh-my-God-what-did-I-do-what-now?”

As mentioned, the scientificity of said assessments is questionable. But just in case, I’m going to go read the Bible and research genetic diseases.

Hey, you never know.

Eureka!

I have an exciting announcement, loyal blog readers! I realized upon “cleaning” out my hard drive that I have quite the accumulation of lists. As the world clearly is dying to be privy to the lists of one Amy McMahon from Montana, I decided to do a weekly post featuring my TOP TEN: they’ll be both themed and random. Look for them every weekend! Also, if you have any ideas, feel free to send ’em my way!

Now, without further ado, I present to you this week’s TOP TEN:

The List Of EUREKAS! I’ve Found During The Lifestyle Change, The Long Days, My Obsession With Recipes and Travel Sites, Walking My Dogs, and Other Daily Activities, At Least In Recent Memory:

1. Greek yogurt: 14 grams of protein. Mmmm, especially with fruit-on-the-bottom!

2. Netflix Instant Queue: I’m a little behind on this, but I am addicted and have been watching ridiculous made-for-TV movies from my childhood I never thought I’d see again (Sabrina the Teenage Witch, anyone?). Hey, makes the cleaning seem less bothersome at least!

3. Whole grain pasta. I loooooooooove pasta but unfortunately, I always feel slightly guilty for eating so many carbs that aren’t packed with nutrients (thanks for that one, Mom) but HALLELUJAH for these babies.

4. Peanut Butter Fingers. Another health and fitness blog…great energy and ideas!

5. Mod Cloth. Not that I can afford any of these adorable dresses, but there’s usually no harm in looking…except for the times when I find one that’s almost out of stock and perfectly flattering for my curvaceous form. You can’t say no to that kind of perfection, my friend.

6. Idealist. Check it out if you’re looking for a job in the nonprofit sector!

7. Raclette.  This awesome, traditional Swiss dish that my friend recently introduced me to. The original recipe involved melting the cheese on rocks, but we used a modern Raclette grill, with little slots to melt the cheese, and a grill on top for the sausage!

8. Moleskin. Just like Hemingway. Except I finally found a not-too-expensive one that’s the perfect size with calendar space AND list space. Aha! (The bright spot to the demise of the local Borders: sales!).

9. Spring skiing. Mostly because there are $25 dollar days where you don’t freeze your butt off, you get some fresh tracks (albeit in, well, April snow) and there’s nobody on the mountain!

10. Dark chocolate Cadbury eggs: One of my favorite things about Easter–now in a slightly-healthier flavor! (Had to throw this one in honor of said upcoming holiday).

(If you hadn’t guessed, I still remain unemployed, except as a drudge for my dear mother).