For as long as I can remember, I have been reading...I love to read. I read everything from text books, to romance, to sic-fi, to the news. I just enjoy the printed words on the page.
Lately, within the last six months, I have gotten into Diana Gabaldon's "Outlander." Once I finished with the books, I moved to the Starz television show. I cannot tell you how much I am in love with these characters, this history, the show. There's too much and not enough that I could say about all the beauty this story, both on and off screen, offers. It is simply amazing. Jamie and Claire are the ultimate couple. It's set, at first, in Scotland. I dream of visiting. There's so much action, love, adventure, friendship, and heart poured into the story. Even my husband has gotten into the show. Neither of the main characters are uneasy on the eyes, so that's always a perk! I could gush all day.
If you haven't picked it up and tried, you should. Reading not for you, jump online and watch the show. It's ALL good.
What are you reading? What's your go to show?
Here's a picture of some of the cast and my birthday is coming up, so it seems fitting.
It's almost upon us. Football widows everywhere will soon have their Thursday's and Sunday's back with their husbands. As such a wife, his interest doesn't bother me or affect my plans at all, but the big dance is coming.
Traditions and parties are in the making, right as we speak. We have never gone anywhere, besides my parents house for the Super Bowl, but we do have some of the same traditions from that time to this time.
He watches the game, intently, yells, throws his arms up in the air (wave em around like ya just don't care), sorry, momentary distraction.
I prepare food, but let's face it, food. Any excuse to have it, I am all for it!
I run from wherever I am in the house when I hear the commercials come on! Each year, at least lately, I have been a little disappointed, but still I run.
The newest tradition, which is only a few years old, is my favorite. The half time show. The kids demand the tv be on full blast and we dance to every song, the entire time. Every half time show in the last few years has been good, because it's been background noise to fodder my children's laughter.
So, what am I making this year...probably a big heaping pot of my secret spaghetti sauce for spaghetti. I will lay out a tray of veggies and dip; meats and cheeses; and some sort of pie.
What about you, how do you celebrate game day?
We are 3 weeks into 2018. Wow. I am not sure if that feels super-fast or super slow. What it is, is. 2018 is not starting off as the FABULOUS year I would like it to be. I know that, if last night is any indication, tonight will be heart wrenching, gut wrenching and leave a gaping tear in my heart. Tears have been shed and there will be more to come.
You see, today, today I am going to have to do something I had hoped would never come to pass. Today, after 17.5 years, I will go home, and for the first time, the world's best friend will not be there. Today, this afternoon, after an hour where we cuddle, I will put down my faithful companion of 17.5 years. She will no longer prance into a room, dance in circles for a treat, scratch my hand to get more rubs, spill dog food all over the floor because she is looking for the choicest piece...these will all just be memories.
She was there through my first breakup, through any ones that came after, she was there to approve or disapprove of my husband. She was there to protect and love my babes, who became her babes. She was there when my mom was sick. She was there when my dad died. She was always there to greet me with a wag of her nub tail, a lick to the hand, and a few barks to garner attention. For so long, she has been there and tonight, she won't be. Be still my broken heart.
Today, this evening, my one constant, will not be there. She won't be there to greet me- lick tears from face, jump on my lap, whine for a treat, bark at all hours of the night. She won't be there. My brave, warrior girl, you have been the best dog a girl could have, all mighty 8 lbs of you. I am sure, if the choice were yours, you'd choose to live forever. I will love you forever. Give my daddy a wet nose to the cheek for me, my beautiful brown eyed girl.
2018 is going to go where it's going to go...
What changes would you like to see?
What would you like to read about?
What vendors/businesses would you like to see?
What would make you come to a girls night out!
Have you been to a girl's night out?
What are you looking forward to in 2018?
Hey, girl, hey!