Deathly Hallows

Okay, for those who know me in real life, my love for Harry Potter is a bit....ridiculous.  When I first moved to England the last book came out and I threatened to murder my husband if he so much as spoke to me until I finished it (I'm a quick reader, it took me a day, and that included eating and sleeping....the only times G was allowed to talk to me).  And G and I both desperately want to go to the new Hogwarts adventure park.  Enough that even though we haven't taken a vacation just the two of us since we got married and holy crap do I want to be on a beach somewhere in the sun, I would forgo that to go to the amusement park as a vacation.  

So I just saw the trailer for The Deathly Hallows (for the love of God people if you haven't read the books, jump on the bandwagon, I successfully converted G who hadn't read any until I had finished them all).  It's going to be a two part film, and honestly I don't know if I can handle that.  It is going to be epic.  Seriously.  I will be there opening day, in fact I might even have to fly home to keep up with the tradition of seeing the films opening night with my baby brothers (for which I was nearly hung since I saw the last film in England with G and didn't *gasp* wait until returning home to see it with them!).