Anyway, as for us, nothing helps me forget my pointless obsession over minuscule problems like looking up Latin and Greek. So we were completely done brooding about Hogwarts houses by the time Steve called...or so we thought. We'll never know now, because Steve called, but it was good, because despite our over-emo issues, we were excited to see what he got at Harry Potter World. He got us some really cool Ravenclaw t-shirts!
We're torn about them, because it's hard to proudly wear a t-shirt of "our" house when we still haven't come to terms with the idea of it being "our" house, but they are very very cool. They have the Ravenclaw coat of arms, and they say "Ravenclaw" in big velvet letters, and they have various words and phrases like, "wise," "sharpest of mind," and "wit beyond measure is man's greatest treasure"--all in different fancy fonts, of course.
I've decided that the problem is rooted in our perception of the different houses (well, that and the, "You can't be in Gryffindor! You're not brave!" attitude of certain people). It's easy to think that, in a series about good versus evil, Gryffindor is good and Slytherin is evil. What does that make the other houses? Extras. And while we do feel like we figure in as extras in the stories of just about everyone around us, there are at least a couple of people in whose stories we should count as main characters. So when people said, "No, you should totally be in Ravenclaw!" maybe, subconsciously, it felt like they were saying, "No, you're not important enough to be in Gryffindor."
But of course, assuming the houses weren't fictional, that would be a terrible way to think about it. For the purposes of the story, it's okay to center on the houses where the main players are from, but if we want to pretend the houses are real, then it's not fair to Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff to act like Gryffindor and Slytherin are the only ones that matter.
...Sheesh, they're just fictional houses. Get over it.
Anyway, as it turns out, it won't make much difference if we decide to wear the shirts to Thursday Night Activity tonight or not, because, much to our disgruntlement, somebody decided that we'll be playing outside today, and it is not warm. So the shirts would be invisible under our multiple layers of meager cold barriers.
Today I'm thankful for the super awesome t-shirts we got, Steve being kind enough to buy us souvenirs, the distractive powers of Latin and Greek spells, the neat Ancient Greek online dictionary we found (that would have come in handy months ago...), and Page being super adorable as she played with the newly refilled catnip toy.