"Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary."

-Steve Jobs

The boy who lived

I could sit here and wax nostalgic about Harry Potter and how my childhood came to an end this past Saturday as I watched the epic conclusion to the saga.

But I won't.

All you need to know is this:

I cried through the whole thing.

Red nose from constant crying.

I was attached, what can I say.

So thank you Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

I hope my kids pick up my well-worn copies of the books one day and fall in love like I did.

Another one of my British obsessions

I'm off galavanting in Sin City right now, but I just had to leave y'all with this very important post and confession.

I am a Harry Potter nerd.

There, I said it.

Even though I'm probably drinking giant margaritas and and putting pennies into slot machines, you can be sure that I will take a few seconds of this day to shed some tears over the premier of the last movie.

I want to cry just looking at that.

The culmination of my childhood/teenage years spent reading the books and later watching all the movies is about to come to an end.

Fear not, for I will be watching this [and crying the whole time] as soon as I return to Texas.

RIP Harry Potter saga, RIP.