Thursday, July 19, 2007

The Countdown

If God smiles on me and my nice FedEx guy is diligent and speedy, in about 40 hours I'll have the new Harry Potter book in my hot little hands. Please do not expect me to answer the phone or door this weekend, as a serious reading marathon will be taking place. (Christy, let's talk once we've both finished. There will be important topics to discuss.)

5 comments:

Becky said...

I wonder what percentage of packages delivered in the United States this weekend will contain Potter book #7...
I read all six last summer (lots of time with a newborn) and I can't wait to read this last one.

DeniseMarie said...

Our FedEx guy really is nice, and all the stay-at-home moms on the street know and flirt innocently with him. He knows me from the many times he's delivered stuff on Fridays when I'm home and not working. The last 5 Harry Potter books I've pre-ordered through Amazon with guaranteed delivery on the day of release. I think it was two books ago that I heard his truck pull up and ran out to meet him, because I was so excited. He gave me a hard time about how he was having to work a double shift simply because of the books. His entire truck was full of them.

Becky said...

That is so funny...I feel I can say this since you know your Fed Ex guy! We know our UPS guy, mail man, and Schwan's guy...in fact, the mail man will throw the frisbee to Beretta for a few minutes each day if I let Beretta out. He even knows her name. The Schwan's guy does the same thing...I always get updates on his labs. I don't know our UPS guy as well, but last year, I opened the door to let Beretta greet him b/c he always gives her hugs, and it was a substitute UPS guy and this new guy thought Beretta was escaping, so he tackled her and shouted "I got her". I was laughing so hard...I had to tell him that she doesn't run off. He didn't seem too embarassed...I just felt like an idiot for not making sure it was our regular UPS guy.
let me know if the book meets your expectations!!

christy said...

Absolutely we will talk! Please don't tell anyone, but I volunteer at the animal shelter on Sundays. I called today and told them I couldn't come in this weekend. Something in my tone implied that I couldn't volunteer because I had important work travel or would be busy nursing the ill back to health. Obviously it is because I will be knee deep in Deathly Hallows and don't intend to put the book down for 48 hours. Animals please forgive me . . .

DeniseMarie said...

That's the nicest thing about animals: their love is unconditional. When you come back next Sunday they'll just be glad you're there and not hold your temporary absence against you.