I've not been much into the Harry Potter craze, frankly.
I guess I need to read the books.
I must say, though, that last night I kind of got a little hooked.
In preparation for going to watch the last HP movie today (called HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS PART 2), Sam and I watched part one last night.
We decided to make it an evening... with pop and popcorn for supper... and we even turned out all the lights in the bedroom. And I made myself not open my laptop at all, not even once.
We also had the closed captions on so we could understand every single word.
And I found it delightful!
Afterwards when I was letting the dog out, and cleaning up the kitchen a bit, and just getting ready to go to sleep, I felt as if I was in my own world, my own culture.
I always notice my own culture better when I see others.
Like in that movie, just the decor of the scenes was different, and interesting.
Well, the 'feel' of it all was interesting.
It was like that when I came out of seeing one of the LORD OF THE RINGS movies.
We walked out into the parking lot... and all the rows of cars just kind of looked interesting to me.
We get so humdrum in our lives (at least, I do) that it's good for me to turn out the lights, get some popcorn, and go to another place and another time... and immerse myself there even if it's just for a couple of hours.
Then when I come back, I notice where I am... and how it's special, too.
So today we're going to go see that movie... and I will BE THERE.
Then I'll come home... and I will BE HERE.
Hmm. This very moment I'm noticing my little trinkets around here in the den. They all have their story and their culture.
I so often forget to notice them.
And appreciate them.
[I know... Sometimes my brain just gets outside of its box.]
[I love it when that happens.]