Disney Characters Sorted Into Hogwarts Houses

I'm a total geek for both Disney and Harry Potter, so I'm doing the only logical thing that follows such a dual obsession. Without further ado,

Belle: Ravenclaw
A bright mind, determination to learn, "nose stuck in a book" - Ravenclaw for sure. And she chooses to see things (and people...or beasts) in new ways/challenge presently held views.

Buzz Lightyear: Gryffindor

Brave, bold, daring, dashing, and ready to rescue those in distress, even if his thinking might not be the most logical. Sounds like a Gryffindor to me!

David: Hufflepuff

Sticks by Nani and Lilo through it all - alien attack included - and is kind and understanding about everything. David is Puff stuff, sho'nuff.

Helen Parr/Elastigirl: Ravenclaw
Resourceful, intelligent, knows how to fly a freaking jet, and solves problems creatively, with very quick reaction time (becoming a parachute to save Violet and Dash after the plane explodes, "Bob, throw me!", need I go on?). Ravenclaw. Definitely.

Abu: Slytherin

Abu does what he wants and seeks out his goals, even if those around him might not agree with them. Remember that huge ruby he wasn't supposed to touch? Yeah, so does the Cave of Wonders. 

Winnie-the-Pooh: Hufflepuff

Of course our most lovable, loyal, wonderful, sweet, silly 'ol bear would be a Hufflepuff. 

Of course he would.

Violet Parr: Ravenclaw

Takes after her mother. Violet is clever, and not just in book-smarts. She is intuitive, understanding the real reasons behind Helen's trip and the bad guys' motives, as well as using her powers creatively to escape after her family is captured.

Rex: Gryffindor

He may be afraid a lot of the time, but he pushes through it and commits acts of courage anyways! I mean, he defeated his arch enemy Zurg in the flesh...er....plastic! Lions roar, T-rexes roar. Coincidence? I think NOT!

Vanellope Von Schweetz: Slytherin

This girl is Cunning with a capital C. She does what it takes to get what she wants, she's as determined and ambitious as they come, and she is most definitely a Slytherin.

Bob Parr/Mr. Incredible: Gryffindor

Loves any opportunity to be brave/gallant, strong in both word and deed, a leader, and sometimes in danger of pride getting the best of him. Even his suit is in his house colors.

Rapunzel: Ravenclaw
She's creative, clever enough to capture Flynn and coerce him into being her guide, and she puts the pieces together to discover who she really is. Time to change into blue, Punzie.

Baloo: Hufflepuff

Easy-going, loyal to Mowgli, and would definitely benefit from having dorms by the kitchens. Baloo is a Hufflepuff, definitely.

Dash Parr: Slytherin

This little boy knows exactly what he wants, pushes his powers to the max, and has enough ambition to become a superhero before he hits middle school. Slytherin for sure.

Mulan: Gryffindor

Do I even need to explain how kick-butt Mulan is?

No? Ok. Dragon, Lion, Gryffindor. 

Lewis/Cornelius Robinson: Ravenclaw

He's absolutely brilliant, inventing and creating over and over, in spite of failures and naysayers. He grows up to become "Inventor Extraordinaire!" Definitely a Ravenclaw.

Tinker Bell: Slytherin

This stubborn little fairy will do just about anything to get what she wants. She's cunning and manipulative, and she's even wearing green! Slytherin it is.

Prince Philip: Gryffindor

Who else would be brave enough to battle a dragon, go against his father's wishes by falling in love with a peasant girl, and flaunt a red cape? There might as well be a lion on that shield.

Wall-E: Hufflepuff

This adorable guy's unfailing optimism, kindness, self-sacrifice, and loyalty to EVE place him amid the Puffs. Not to mention - he's a particularly good finder.

Genie: Ravenclaw

He's  clever and creative. After 10,00+ years, he's gotta know a LOT, right? He knows how to create things out of thin air and how to turn a street rat into a prince. You ain't never had a Ravenclaw like him.

Woody: Hufflepuff

His loyalty to Andy is unwavering, and he's always looking out for the other toys, making sure everyone is taken care of (Moving buddy - if you don't have one, get one!). No wonder his shirt is yellow...

Franny Robinson: Gryffindor

She's as sharp and bold as they come, telling boys twice her size not to sass her and pursuing her dreams no matter who tries to tell her it won't happen. Welcome to the Gryf-fam, Fran.

Hope you enjoyed these characters sorted into Hogwarts houses!

Comment with your favorite character and which house you think they belong to!

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Author's Corner - Aaaaand ACTION!

Have you ever been pulled out of reading by something and been surprised that your surroundings were not what they'd been a moment ago?

Have you ever seen a story playing out in your mind, sometimes so vividly, you forget your own actual surroundings and situation entirely?

That happens to me as I write, too.

Especially as I'm daydreaming (which totally counts as a valid contribution to writing!), and especially especially when I'm listening to certain music.

I have playlists for a couple of the books I'm working on - songs that have the same feel as my characters, or their relationships, or the events that happen, or the central theme of the book.

For The Howl, the book I'm hoping to publish in the next year, one song that I can literally plan an entire movie trailer frame by frame to is "Control" by Halsey.

If my book ever gets made into a movie, I'd ask Halsey to do a version where she says "Yeah, that's right, you should be scared of me" instead of what it currently is, but the whole feel of the song, and the lyrics, are SOOOO relevant, and I can just see this epic trailer in my head, and it's AWESOME.

You know what else it is?

Inspiring.

Hecka inspiring.

If you find yourself stuck or lacking motivation, or if you ever just look at the words on the page and see them as that and that alone, try really picturing your story in your head. Try imagining an epic movie trailer for it. Make a playlist that is a pseudo-soundtrack to your story.

Ready?

ACTION!

MORE Things You Really Need On Your Wedding Registry

Hello again! So here's part two of this wedding registry to-get list, because I realized I left quite a few of our favorite things out!! Honestly, probably because I'm so used to them being a part of our life, I forgot they were gifts that we didn't always have!

So, here we go with part two!

Get it: Crockpot

This one is nice if you have schedules that are not always conducive with slaving over a stove for an hour before dinnertime. There are TONS of easy recipes out there. My favorites are the ones you can just throw in from a bunch of cans and be done (see part two of easy delicious meals coming soon!)

Get it (Maybe): Rice Cooker

This one is a necessity for us because, well, we love our rice. I've always loved rice, and my hubby is half-Japanese, so it would be like sinning for him to not eat rice. ;) I love ours (even though somehow I seem to mess the rice up even with a freaking rice cooker), but if you don't eat a ton of rice or don't mind Minute Rice, it might be a gizmo that just takes up room.

Forget it (Maybe): Tea Kettle

Again, depends on your lifestyle. Our adorable kettle has yet to be used once, and just sits all sad on a shelf. If you love tea or...other things you make with a kettle (again, an obvious non-user here), it's probably worth it to get, but for us, meh.

Get it: Griddle

So many delicious things are easily made on a griddle that are significantly harder to make any other way. Pancakes and French Toast are favorites at our place (again, see part two of easy delicious meals coming soon!). We use it ALL the time (and hey - we have an extra! If anyone getting married/recently married doesn't have one yet, hit us up!)

Forget it: Stand Mixer

Yeah, in like five or ten years, it would be nice to have a cute colored Kitchen Aid on my counter. But right now? A) a hand mixer or spoon is perfectly fine for everything with the exception of kneading dough (but I'm too impatient to wait for all the rising anyway, so...) and B) we have 0 extra counter space on which to fit a stand mixer. I'd save this one for a future wish list, maybe after you get your first house or a big apartment or something.

Get it: Stuff with LIDS

Specifically, we have LOVED these bowls (we didn't register for them, but I got them from an aunt at my first bridal shower and we LOVE them) and these Pyrex dishes with lids. Lids make leftovers a BREEZE, and clean up next to nonexistent. PLUS we steam veggies in the bowls in our microwave with their lids' awesome little vents! Note: this particular print for these awesome bowls is discontinued, but you can see all of their other products here.

Get it: Dish Rack

Honestly, I grew up never having one of these, but now I'm wondering how we got along without one. We put ours in one half of our sink which is great for two reasons: it doesn't take up any limited counter space, and it prevents our sink from ever getting totally full of dirty dishes (something I hate and yet of course am also guilty of doing). For those hand-wash only things, it's nice to have a place to set them to dry when you're in a rush, or when you don't want to take up your entire counter with towels and drying pans.

Forget it: Fine China, or any other fancy crap

We have had maybe one or two circumstances in which we've "hosted" in any sense of the word or used one of our pretty serving dishes (except to put treats for just us two to eat). So that fine china your great grandma swears every couple needs? Yeah, you don't need it. Those fancy glasses that you are only allowed to use on Christmas Eve or if the Queen of England visits? Yeah, you don't need those either.

I hope this has been helpful!
Be sure to check out part one for more things you really need on your wedding registry!

 
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Author's Corner - Drops in the Bucket

A novel is huge, right?

Staring at a blank Word document, the cursor blinking mockingly at you as you consider the fact that you're trying to compose a full-length novel is just frustrating and deflating, right?

Well, it doesn't have to be.

(at least not all the time)

All you have to do is write.

It could be a page.

It could be a paragraph.

It could be a sentence.

You could even just come up with one character name.

But it's something.

You can't drive a parked car, and you can't improve an unwritten novel.

I've made a goal to write a little every day.

No word count to reach, no specific goals as far as content, but I have to write something every day.

It may just be drops in a bucket, but the same raindrop that falls without notice to the earth is one that could be joined by millions of others to create a flash flood.

So right now, write something. 

Put at least one drop in your bucket.

And be surprised when you look next to find it halfway full.

Why I Haven't Been Going to Church

I have never been inactive.

Even in my deepest faith crises, where God felt far away or I wasn't sure why I was doing what I was doing, I still went through the motions until I could recover enough faith to go to church and keep other commandments with a purpose.

Over the last few months, I've felt extremely close to the Spirit. 

He's brought me revelation and comfort through tragedy, given me little promptings to help me be the best dance teacher/friend/sister/daughter I could be, and helped me see the world and the people in it as God's wonderful creations.

I've read my scriptures.

I've prayed multiple times a day.

I've asked for and received priesthood blessings.

I've attended the temple with my husband.

I've written blog posts with the hope of uplifting others and bringing them closer to God.

So why have I rarely attended all 3 hours of church?

For a while, I had the very reasonable excuse of puking my guts out.

But when the nausea eased, my motivation and determination to make it to church and stay for all three hours didn't return.

I found myself dragging my feet in the morning, feeling my inner voice question if it was worth it to go for more than sacrament meeting.

I have a strong testimony of the importance of the ordinance of the sacrament. I know that if we cut it down to just one reason that we attend church, that would be it.

But I found myself questioning what the point of staying for Sunday School and Relief Society really was. I knew that I learned and felt the Spirit while I was there, but I also knew that when my health made staying home a necessity, I still found ways to study, grow, learn, and feel the Spirit from home.

So why do we need to go to 3 hours of church?

This morning, when I once again found myself in bed instead of on a church pew, I got into some serious reflecting. I'd felt the Spirit twist my stomach guiltily every time I felt like not going to church or tried to justify it. I knew it wasn't right, but I couldn't pinpoint why.

And I know that sometimes we don't need a why. Sometimes we just do what God asked us just because He asked. But I wanted to know why my motivation had disappeared. I used to want to attend church every week, to participate in Sunday School, to interact with my fellow saints.

So what had changed?

As I talked with God this morning, approaching Him in the spirit of fasting, I came to realize that my perspective needed to change. I needed to remember that church isn't for me.

Church is an opportunity for me to serve others, to worship God, to shine my light.

And why haven't I feel like that's what church is?

I don't have a calling.

I've felt like I'm going to church just for me, because I don't have a lesson to plan, or a message to prepare, or a class that is counting on me each week.

Should I be able to serve others even without an official calling?

In a perfect world, yes.

But God never expected or intended for us to be perfect in this life.

There's a reason He organized His church in a way that helps us find that motivation to serve and teach. There's a reason we go every week to learn the same basic doctrinal principles over and over.

Because we're human, just as God made us.

Am I disappointed in myself?

Yes. Very.

Should I be?

Arguably, no. I've recognized where I'm falling behind and am turning to God and Christ in an effort to be better.

And isn't that all He asks of us?

Author's Corner - Write What You Know

This post may seem to contradict my earlier post about going outside your comfort zone, but there is a reason that people tell you to write what you know.

No one can describe places the way you can, because no one has experienced those places the way you have. No one can describe your hometown the way you can, because you know about that dent in your favorite park bench from that hail storm when you were 11, and you know the quiet urgency of an early morning in the Taco Deli drive thru on your way to dance practice, and you know how the cry of your little brother after he broke his arm reverberated through the culdesac and made Tommy poke his head out from behind his mother's dress to see what was going on.

Write what you know.

Write what you see.

Write what you feel.

Because you are the only one who can.

For a writing journal prompt at the start of one of my classes, we wrote about a place we knew, just anything about it. I found myself writing about Austin, Texas, my hometown and where I have the most memories. I hope you enjoy my jots of what I miss most:

 

     What I miss most about Austin, Texas is threefold.

     First, I miss the rainstorms - huge thundering clouds that dumped sheets, buckets, waterfalls of rain, so fast and full that the sidewalks and streets would almost instantly be covered in a film of water. Gutters would roar as they emptied; the windows would shake from the thunder. Sometimes the lights would flicker or go off all together.

     I miss dancing in the rain. In the summertime, when our front yard became a marsh and the sloped street by our house became a water slide, I would run out the door and spin and skip and splash in the rain. Sometimes I danced even when lightning made spidery cracks in the clouds as far as the eye could see. Even walking (no - sprinting, sashaying, skipping, dashing) to my car from the grocery store was a dance. I would pull myself into the car, shut the door, and just sit there grinning until the drips from my hair and face and clothes darkened my seat.

     Second, I miss the food - loud, deep, warm, rich, exciting food with character, food that was matched in stature only by the great Lone Star herself.

     There was Rudy's - a place that looked to be hardly more than a gas station, but a place lit with friendly warmth and saturated in the smell of sizzling beef.The best brisket in the world was served there, along with potatoes that dripped butter and creamed corn so sweet, it was dessert. I would take our wax paper sheet full of freshly cut brisket, a whole loaf of pillowy bread, styrofoam tubs of potatoes and corn, and sit at the huge picnic-style table, ready to douse my sandwich in the one and only Rudy's BBQ sauce.

     There was Chuy's - a place where the colorful eccentric atmosphere mirrored the colorful eccentric people that came through the doors and inhaled the sweet smell of queso and fresh tortillas. I remember returning to Texas one summer, sitting down for my favorite: Chuy's enchiladas, and actually tearing up as I took a sweet bite full of hot chicken, cilantro-lime rice, gooey cheese, and creamy sauce.

     Third, I miss the wildflowers. I would grin all throughout March as I drove anywhere and saw the road lined on both sides with speckles of yellow, red, and purple. My family would take pictures in fields of bluebonnets; everyone else took the exact same pictures, but none of us ever got tired of it. The flowers would spin in the wind, and I would feel joy pulse in my fingertips at just the thought of caressing their soft petals. 
     Nothing gold can stay, and after a matter of weeks, our sweet colorful friends would be gone, and we would wait in careful anticipation for next year, when the thrush-song of rain would pull the colors from the ground once again.