Me: asleep in my bed. I know I said I'd be in line for Harry but when I went to get my wristband, they had already given out over 1,000 and so on my way home I called Target. The nice lady said they had copies. They were opening at 8 a.m.
7:30 a.m. Me: in the Target parking lot with a steaming cup of Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf (my favorite) and the L.A. Times.
7:45 a.m.: People start lining up.
7:55 a.m.: Target guy comes out and starts handing out tickets to the 50+ people in line. He lets us know he has 600 copies. We will all get a copy. Two if we want.
8 a.m. the doors open. I get my copy plus two extras.
8:45 a.m. Mia, the cutest child in the entire world comes over for a day of activities with Aunt Faith. I trade the father - (1) adorable baby for (1) copy of Harry Potter.
I, having not even opened Harry, begin a full day of activity. These activities include a play date with Allison and Evan, Jane and Emmett and a photo shoot for L.A. Parent Magazine. Lest you think we are completely crazy and going all Mama Rose on y'all, Tough Cookies (my sister's store) actually advertises in L.A. Parent and had a booth at this event.
3:30 p.m. I deliver Mia back to her smart, funny, exhausted and grateful parents. I realize I have fed the child four times since her dad dropped her off. I have not, however, fed myself even once. I consider the amazing work it is to raise a child, much less raise a child while owning one's own business.
I race home. I pop a bag of popcorn. I open the book.
5:00 p.m. Michael comes home from work. I am non-responsive. He says, "Honey...we need to talk. I think you might have a reading disorder."
Ha ha. Very funny. (Actually, it is pretty damn funny)
Michael leaves for the evening. I mumble "bye." Barely.
9:30 p.m. It has been a very long day. I fall asleep at page 420.
6:30 a.m. - I open the book. I am only slightly aware that I have two events I need to be at today. One at 12:30 p.m. and one at 7:30 p.m. I read while making oatmeal. I read while turning on the sprinklers. I read while wrapping gifts. I am officially a total dork.
12 noon - I put DOWN the book and go to the first party. I leave Harry at home for fear I will be tempted to read at red lights.
4:00 p.m. I pick the book up again.
5:45 p.m. Mrs. Funbutt picks me up for second event. I say goodbye to Harry and off we go.
9:45 p.m. I arrive home. I pick up the book.
11:00 p.m. I finish Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.
I did not check the internet. I did not turn on the television. Total moratorium on all outside media until the book was finished.
And that is what I did on my summer vacation.