No surprise, but if you need to find me this evening, I will be on my couch watch the Opening Ceremonies of the Olympics Games. I will also be making fun of Bob Costas [a given] and texting Pannie about all sorts of things including, but not limited to, finding her a boyfriend with a crazy long last name. With any luck I will also learn a new word in the process. Last time it was 'sartorial' Anyway.
Besides drooling over the male swimmers and guys on the track team (I'd drool over the gymnasts too but they're all at least 6" shorter than me) I will be anticipating this pomp and circumstance.
British literary characters? Check! Mary Poppins? Voldemort? BATTLING EACH OTHER?!?! What in the world?
Fingers crossed that He Who Must Not Be Named gets his ass kicked by the magical nanny.