The weather this week is making up for weeks of rain. It is so pleasant and sunny, it makes you wonder why people complain about Houston weather. Apache was treated to many hours of walks this weekend (I love my marina!) and people watching at Starbucks (the usual destination of my walks).

I saw Harry Potter on Friday night with like a million people. Somehow there were different groups of people planning on going at different times on Friday, but with the launch slip and the sim. schedule, all the groups somehow converged on the 10:30 p.m. show. It gets my two-thumbs up for being true to the book. Though I do wish they had spent a little more time on characterization and little details that weren't entirely related to the end-climax - a lot of those details are what makes the books special and magical. I also think they should have let Ginny have a little bit more character, she was just kind of thrown in to her fairly pivotal role. But it was Harry Potter and it was awesome. I wish I could've seen it in England, but, well... c'est la vie.

This afternoon my potential new house is being inspected. Wish it luck. I had to restrain myself all weekend from shopping for paint colors and French doors for my "study"/guest room, because, well, I don't want to fall in love with ANY house until after it has been inspected, just in case I have to terminate the contract AGAIN. This time I haven't even started shopping for homeowners' insurance, I figure why waste the time if I am not sure I have the house. Yuck.

Am I boring? Sarah said she may shorten her journal entries because she is getting boring. Which made me realize, my life is pretty boring. Or at least mundane. The great mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. Hm...