A Sad but Obvious Truth...

I read an article in which Dan Radcliffe, the kid who plays Harry Potter in the movies, gave an interview about his thoughts on the end of Book Seven. Much of what he said makes sense, sadly:

"I'd like to think that I'll be playing a Death Scene at the end. I think, personally, that's the only way J.K. (Rowling) could ever halt any call for her to keep writing Potter books, because, I mean, if Harry survives, she'll just be getting plagued by requests to write an eighth book the rest of her life."

I hate to admit it, but it rings true. So it will be interesting to see what happens in the last Book. I mean, it IS the last book. It's THE END. Harry could very well die. But readers who have stayed with him through every adventure, every close call, will feel a sense of loss. We've all grown "rather fond" of the boy wizard (as evidenced by a poll conducted by the Leaky Cauldron in which people were asked to rate who they wanted to survive in Book Seven the most, and guess who the clear winner was).

I have the day off today, which is good because the kids have a half day at school. I am going to do about 12 loads of laundry that have piled up over the last two weeks. I have been bad and let it accumulate. I guess the Laundry Fairy decided to fly over my house and skip it. ;-)

Well, got to get the kids to the school bus stop! Why does it feel like Friday?

ps---It's Freezing!!!