Drag Me Down // Those Crazy Gingers

This week we somehow accidentally ended up making this video, which is a sick piano and violin arrangement of One Direction’s new single Drag Me Down. I’m not sure how lugging all of our equipment up the side of a mountain can be accidental, but it was. Anyway, the video is kind of fantastic, mainly because of the mountains. DEM MOUNTAINS. I’m in love. Enjoy.

Nobody nobody,

Anna Beth

I’m only 18 years late.

Remember that one time I said I was going to write more? I know, it’s been so long ago, even I barely remember that happened. What is it with life and getting in the way of things? Between traveling, getting work/school/life stuff squared away for the fall, and family duties, this summer has flown by faster than Harry Potter on a broomstick.

Oh, what a convenient segue…

Harry Potter spoilers to follow. So if, by some weird twist of the universe I am NOT the last one to get on board the Harry Potter train– or should I say, the Hogwarts Express– you might not want to continue this post just yet.

One thing that has not gotten dropped by the wayside, however, is my finishing reading the Harry Potter books. I know, I know, I’m late to the party. REALLY late to the party. Like nearly twenty years late to the party (and my mom thinks ten minutes is bad). But I finally found my other shoe and ate some dinner on the way in the car and ARRIVED to the sweet, blissful, heart-wrenching, lovable party world of Harry Potter. And I quite love it.

Firstly, there’s the whole “the books are amazing,” thing, which I don’t feel I need to reiterate too much because there’s been a whole eighteen years of people gushing about them. They’re well-written, interesting, nostalgic, clever books that’ll have you holed up reading for hours. And if, perhaps, you’re not so keen on doing the hard labor of reading yourself, there are two amazing audiobook versions (that have probably started real-life minor skirmishes in rural parts of the fandom. Guys, they’re both great. Settle down.). Not to mention an entire fan culture already in place from several decades of books and films. It’s the stuff of dreams, really. But, we all know that stuff and it’s pretty much universal knowledge at this point. So cool beans, whatever.

But NOW… now that I’ve finally read all the books, I can allow myself to dive into the vast fandom culture and enjoy the whole world of Harry Potter goodness. From Pottermore (apparently I’m a Ravenclaw) to funny tumblrs like this one to the films and beyond, I can finally chill out about Harry Potter spoilers and enjoy social media for the first time ever. Seriously, there’s HP stuff everywhere. STILL. Like, yeah I knew Dumbledore died (although I thought it was in the last book, so when he died before that I had the equivalent of two cows), but aside from that I tried to keep myself as pure as possible to have the best first-time experience I could, and do you know how hard that was? TOO HARD. But totally worth it.

I’m sort of glad I didn’t start reading until everything was completed (books and movies alike), because just thinking about having to wait a year or two in between installments is a special kind of torture. The original book releases span ten years. Ten years of traveling with Harry on his journey. I only spent a year reading through them and I’m already exhausted. But in a really good “I wish there was more” kind of way. I am a bit jealous of the much deeper emotional component that I’m sure came with the slow, gradual unfolding of the story. I mean, you spend seven years reading about good-hearted Dumblydore and then he up and DIES? And then gets trash-talked for most of the last book? I would be in tears every day. Not to mention the reveal of Snape, the death of Fred, or the courage of Neville. Heck, if I think about it too long, I’ll be in tears just thinking about how I would be in tears if I had lived the real-time story of the series. BECAUSE FRED. Excuse me while I go cry in a corner.

Speaking of Fred, one of the biggest shocks to me was the fact that the Weasley twins became my favorite characters, even from book one. Going into it I fully expected to find them annoying, but heck no, techno. MY FAVES. My babies. AND THEN FRED FREAKING DIES. I hate J.K. Rowling. But I love her. But I hate her.

So basically I’m in a weird state of elation and depression about finishing the books. Yay all the other HP stuff! Boo not having anymore books to read. Excuse me while I go waste away exploring Pottermore for the next 67 years.

I thought I was a Hufflepuff all this time,

Anna Beth

P.S. Do leave a comment with any interesting, funny, essential, etc. Harry Potter related things I should know about. Aside from this youtube video, I’m a pretty blank slate.

Riveting Q&A!! // Those Crazy Gingers

This week we asked for questions via Instagram, and we were not disappointed. From cupcake sized dinos to eating dog poop, I’m pretty sure we covered nearly every important topic known to man.

 

Your favorite designosaur,

Anna Beth

Not My Arms: LEMONADE // Those Crazy Gingers

If you’re looking for some laughs on a hot summer day, this “lemonade tutorial” is for you. If you’re looking for an actual lemonade tutorial, maybe try pinterest instead…

 

It’s really hot outside,

Anna Beth

Jurassic World REDUB // Those Crazy Gingers

Guys. We redid every single sound of the Jurassic World trailer using only our mouths. EVERY SINGLE SOUND. It’s so terrible, but so funny. I can’t stop laughing.

 Counting down the days until June 12th,

Anna Beth

DISNEY Charades! // Those Crazy Gingers

I really took one (more like five) for the team… one (or five) of what I’m not entirely sure, but I still took them. And we also played a rousing game of Disney Charades, which was incredibly fun. I think we should make it a staple of every family gathering from here on out, because, you know, Disney. And games. How can you go wrong?

 

Your Dearest Lefou,

Anna Beth