Hippogriffs and Golf

I'm definitely not the one in this family about to go play golf. I think that is the dumbest sport around. Even curling is better. Although the athletic expenditure is probably about the same. And besides. People right now only care about golf because of Tiger Woods' sex scandals. So clearly sex is better than golf.

Well.

Day Fourteen brings me to the end of Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. Now, after having just finished it, I might be reconsidering my favoritism to HP1. I do indeed love HP3. And while I didn't keep track of quotes this time, I must admit I LOVE this book. Enter Sirius Black and Remus Lupin, mix in part entrance of Crookshanks (a cat! I love cats) and the first real fight between 2 of the 3 Best Friends (this time between Ron and Hermione) and you've got yourself an action-packed book! I love it when the 3 Best Friends are fighting. What a great way for Rowling to introduce a moral lesson: See children? Threesomes never work.

The books are getting longer so Book 4 will take more time to read than this book did. I don't like Book 4 all that well, but it's better than Book 5, right? At least Harry isn't whining the whole time and you get to see lots of Quidditch.

So while the animals are taking some seriously needed nap time, I will go start Book 4 with some Thai iced tea and cinnamon sugar chips while Matt goes off and golfs. I totally have the better end of this deal.