Over labor day weekend, my best friend and her husband took me to see the Harry Potter parody show called Potted Potter.  The show is performed by Daniel Clarkson and Jefferson Turner and the premise is "7 books in 70 minutes."  My review: freaking awesome.

I laughed the entire time.  What was great about the show was not only the fact that it was hilarious, but that no two summaries were alike.  The 3rd book was done with PowerPoint, the 7th was a song and the 4th was a large quiddich game.  How you ask?  They placed two quiddich rings on either side of the audience, split the audience in two and we had to hit a beach ball back and forth to try to get it inside the rings.  Then there was the snitch.  They called upon two kids to play the Gryffindor and Slytherin seekers, had Jess dressed as the snitch and the two kids chased him around the stage.  The Gryffindor seeker was this little girl who tackled Jeff to the ground.  The crowd went wild.  And as the comedians that they were, Dan and Jeff played it up for the rest of the show.

Unfortunately, the run ended on September 2nd otherwise I would advise everyone to go see it as soon as possible.  Instead, I will say, if they ever do come back, catch the show as fast as you can.

Before I go, one last photo of me at the show.  Boy was I happy.

After some vacation time, the book club met two weeks ago to review Lisa Schroeder's Far from You.  I know what you're thinking, "what happened to my status posts?"  I couldn't help it.  I've been doing a lot of personal writing with my book.  It's been an up and down ride, where the ups had me writing nonstop for two months straight.  But enough about me, I'm here to tell you about the book club's thoughts.

We didn't mind the book too much.  We had a hard time believing the snow storm and the fact that no one found them in the 5 days.  We also thought it was a little like Dessen's Along for the Ride with the girl going to stay with her dad and his new wife and new baby . . . only in verse.  Speaking of the verse, it didn't hinder anything.  For me, I found myself still being able to picture the scene in my head without the need for detailed paragraphs.

Next up, Sara Zarr's Story of a Girl.  I'll try to keep you informed this time.  I promise.