Thursday, November 30, 2017

It's a process.... it's always a process. A throw myself off a cliff process.

I've been talking about this whole us moving thing for awhile now. I've talked about why we were moving out of the house we had been living for two years, and all of the problems there.

I've mentioned how much I hate moving and at one point Momma and I even considered moving back to Tennessee (it was a short little conversation during one of the "f*ck this" moments and we both realized it was a horrible idea and brushed it off).

I try to get through process like this with sarcasm, but the fact that it can all be frustrating is a real thing.

We were only going to be staying with my aunt for about two weeks.... and that turned into two months (and switched aunts houses).

Everytime we seemed to have found something either things didn't pan out or a offer was put in before we could even schedule to look at it.

It just honestly seemed impossible and I kind of wanted to throw myself off of a cliff.... not to be dramatic or anything.

And then we thought we had maybe found a great contender.... but then again, we had thought that before and it had been snatched, so we didn't want to get our hopes up too high. Once the house had been seen, an offer was put in and the inspection had to be done. We knew that whatever we found was going to need some kind of work. And if it was something like paint or flooring, something like that, we were good with it. But if it was a "major" problem, it would be a no-go for us.

We got the inspection back and there were just a few things that we had asked the current owners to fix and then we had to wait on their response.... and wait. And then.... wait some more. It was basically like being in Limbo and it was stressful.

But then again, this entire process/situation has been stressful, so we were pretty used to it at that point.

The current owner's counter-offered and agreed to fix three of the four things that were submitted and the last thing (unattached garage roof needs some work) would be up to us. They've been fixing things for a couple of weeks and now it's time for closing.

We weren't sure how far off the closing would be, since the paperwork takes FOREVER (all paperwork for everything on the planet takes forever.... I do a shit ton of paperwork at my current job, so I know this), so we've just been waiting.

And then the call came in and told us the closing date and time. Y'all, the house will be ours.... tomorrow at 5:00pm. And I for one am pretty damn happy about it. We'll be moving the majority of our stuff this weekend, but will probably have to get the rest of it over a little bit of time, because it's such short notice and some of our family has offered to help us move stuff, but they have lives too and can't just spend all of their time on us. And we're good with that.

So, wish us luck y'all. Hopefully, this house will be the "last" house.... because f*ck moving.

Wednesday, November 29, 2017

My thoughts on the limited series Godless. (Part III).

*Over this past Thanksgiving holiday weekend, Uncle D and I decided to start a new show on Netflix.... Godless.

It's a limited series (seven episodes in total) and he's actually the one that suggested it. I had only got to see little snippets on social media and such, so I wasn't real sure on anything about it, but he had apparently seen a few commercials advertising it and wanted to check it out.

Catch up: Part I, Part II.

We managed to watch the first three episodes on Saturday night and the final four on Sunday evening.... and I would 100% recommend this series to any and everyone.

I know that there are alot of people that don't care for westerns (seriously y'all, what's wrong with you?!), but this is one of those shows that make you like it even if you don't give two hoots about the "framing."

Besides, it has actors like Jeff Daniels, Sam Waterson, Merritt Wever, Thomas Brodie-Sangster, Michelle Dockery, and Jack O'Connell (whom I name last only because he's the newest to me), so you really can't go wrong.

I don't think that I've ever watched Thomas Brodie-Sangster in anything (apparently he's of Game of Thrones fame? and I only watched the first couple of seasons of that), but his way of portraying Whitey Winn made me an instant fan.

And I've been a fan of Jack O'Connell ever since I watched the movie Unbroken and quickly fell in love with the true story that he brought to life. The man is impressive to say the least. The very least, that is, because he is incredible.*

Episode Seven: Homecoming

Official Synopsis: "While the residents of La Belle prepare for Frank's onslaught, Whitey seeks help from an unexpected ally. Roy and Frank come to an understanding."

My thoughts: That newspaper guy (Grigg) is a dick and it's no surprise that the article he wrote to poke at Frank Griffin is ridiculous. I can't believe the ladies all rode out to Alice's ranch to "get Roy" and actually thought that was gonna work out. Like, even if he hadn't been gone (which he was), Alice would've shot y'all in the face. I'm not surprised that Tig Ed Logan and his crew stole all the horses. Douches. But Roy and Sheriff Bill finding them and giving them what for is priceless!! I just knew Frank and his Gang was gonna find Louise's family.... they're all dead, but Whitey is there to save her and her little brother just in time! Three cheers for Whitey Winn! Roy Goode and Sheriff Bill riding back to La Belle is what we needed. And look at those ladies loading up.... they're preparing for war!! WHAT?! WHITEY GETS TAKEN OUT FIRST BY A KNIFE TO THE CHEST?! A F*CKING KNIFE?! RIP Whitey Winn, we didn't know you long enough. This entire show was worth the wait just for this shootout scene! That ole Martha is one mean lady.... and Mary-Agnes and Alice ain't too bad either! About then, Sheriff Bill walks up into the middle of town and this is the equivalent of every single showdown in a Clint Eastwood movie. No one hits the mostly blind Sheriff and he ain't budging.... and in rides Roy! They take a shit ton of the guys out, and watching Alice shoot that guy right before he gets to Roy and Roy acknowledging her as the "saver" is the best. Of course Frank takes off after the fight is over.... and Louise finds Whitey's body. That's right Louise, I'm crying too. I knew Roy was gonna see Truckee again, you can't just leave it at what it was. Frank: "No.... I've seen my death.... this ain't it." Roy: "You seen wrong." Once Truckee catches Roy and Roy tells him to "not let that witch lady light him on fire again" it's time for the "real" western ending. After saying his goodbyes and realizing that Iyovi does in fact love him, he rides off into the sunset leaving behind his money for the woman he loves (as he had buried it under the fence post for her). The preacher finally shows up in time for Whitey's eulogy and I just can't get over Whitey being gone (even though I assumed it would happen early on). And then.... peace.

My favorite part of this episode? The entire exchange between Roy Good and Sheriff Bill. *Roy shoots the second guy in the leg* Random guy: "What did you do that for?!" Roy: "Uh.... because I'm just so damn mean, that's why."

There has been some talk about trying to pick this series up for a second season if fan response is positive enough.... but I'm of the belief that sometimes you need to let shit go. I mean, I loved this show and would watch it again in a heartbeat.... but no matter how much I love it, a second season would just damper the first. I feel like they told the story how they should've and they should just let it be what it is. More would just ruin it.

Tuesday, November 28, 2017

My thoughts on the limited series Godless. (Part II).

*Over this past Thanksgiving holiday weekend, Uncle D and I decided to start a new show on Netflix.... Godless.

It's a limited series (seven episodes in total) and he's actually the one that suggested it. I had only got to see little snippets on social media and such, so I wasn't real sure on anything about it, but he had apparently seen a few commercials advertising it and wanted to check it out.

Catch up: Part I.

We managed to watch the first three episodes on Saturday night and the final four on Sunday evening.... and I would 100% recommend this series to any and everyone.

I know that there are alot of people that don't care for westerns (seriously y'all, what's wrong with you?!), but this is one of those shows that make you like it even if you don't give two hoots about the "framing."

Besides, it has actors like Jeff Daniels, Sam Waterson, Merritt Wever, Thomas Brodie-Sangster, Michelle Dockery, and Jack O'Connell (whom I name last only because he's the newest to me), so you really can't go wrong.

I don't think that I've ever watched Thomas Brodie-Sangster in anything (apparently he's of Game of Thrones fame? and I only watched the first couple of seasons of that), but his way of portraying Whitey Winn made me an instant fan.

And I've been a fan of Jack O'Connell ever since I watched the movie Unbroken and quickly fell in love with the true story that he brought to life. The man is impressive to say the least. The very least, that is, because he is incredible.*

Episode Four: Fathers & Sons

Official Synopsis: "Bill receives some distressing news. Frank takes on a different type of danger. Through a series of of flashbacks, it is revealed that Roy had a brother from whom he was separated at an early age when he left Roy in the care of Sister Lucy. We also learn of Alice's past and how she and Bill first met. Roy, Truckee, and Iyuvi go on a hunting trip."

My thoughts: The episode opens with the morning of the La Belle mining accident and watching tiny little Whitey Winn pulling those dead men up and stumbling up onto one of the pregnant widows is DEVASTATING. It took seven dozen(84) lives.... wow. How is Whitey not more shell shocked from this incident? Sheriff Bill has to go identify Marshal John Cook (Sam Waterston) and once he come to the conclusion that the local law didn't do anything, he is even more driven to find Frank and stop all of this.... especially after he finds out that one of the gang members took the Marshal's badge. I'm not sure what the [point of this whole "sick house" smallpox scene is, but if it's to get me on Team Frank, it's not working. Although I concede that sometimes shitty people do good things, those twins are a terror and need to be shot asap. *flashback* So, that's why Alice has a little tender spot for Sheriff Bill. When she was widowed the first time (after the "flood"), a group of violent Native American beat and try to rape her (cutting her from her neck down to her navel in the process) and she fights back and that's when Sheriff Bill finds her, kills the attackers, and takes her to some nice Native American people that care for her. Roy Goode decides to take Truckee hunting.... and that's when Alice tricks him into taking her mother in law (Iyuni) as well. *flashback* when Roy Goode was a young'en his brother left him to be raised by Sister Lucy Cole. That's where that name on his letter comes from! Whitey is walking along with his girlfriend (Louise) who I guess isn't technically his girlfriend.... but she clearly wouldn't mind since she kisses him. She then requests that he take off his pants because she's "just gonna give him a bath" and they share a cute little moment in the creek UNTIL her daddy finds them and he very clearly does have a problem with Louise seeing Whitey (#hater). He sends Whitey off, whips Louise, and Whitey almost shoots him until Roy happens upon him and saves that day (again). Whitey understand what Roy has just done for him and I hope he remembers that once he finds out Roy's past. I don't know how Sheriff Bill just got out of the situation of Frank and all of his men surrounding him in a river.... but I'm gonna take it, because I feel like Sheriff Bill has alot more to offer.

Episode Five: Shot the Head Off a Snake

Official Synopsis: "Eager to track Frank and his crew, Bill solicits help from the Army. Meanwhile, Alice and Roy hit pay dirt and Whitey shares a secret with Mary Agnes."

My thoughts: Am I the only one that isn't surprised that Frank is the one that taught Roy how to break horses? We've already established that he's a horrible person that has a few good traits. How long did y'all let Roy hang in that tree before you cut him down? Damn. Of course the little traumatized church builder/baby almost got ate by a rattlesnake lady is the one to spill the beans on Roy. She doesn't know who he is, but that asshat writer sure is taking liberties with it. He's definitely gonna make Frank Griffin come into that town. Roy is learning to read at an unbelievable pace and Alice seems to be impressed.... and in awe. Speaking of awe, poor little Whitey is going to see Louise.... but turns back after seeing her from afar. Poor, Whitey. Roy finishes digging that well that I'm pretty sure Alice and Truckee have been digging on for like ten years and he seems at an impasse.... he knows it's time to move on. I love that Mary-Agnes is cutting her girlfriend short and being a dick and her girlfriend just straight up calls her out for it and for being a hypocrite. Get it, Callie!! Is it just me, or is Roy reading long lost/waterlogged mail to Alice for "practice" more romantic than actual grand gestures? Just me? Fine. So.... Roy dug his daddy back up, stole his clothes, and then reburied him? Cool, cool. Alice darlin, I would look sad if Roy said he was leaving me too. I love that Truckee is sassing Tig Ed Logan when they take the horses in.... do they recognize Roy? Uh oh. Roy: "Did you steal that from me." Truckee: "Eh."

My favorite part of the episode? That flashback of Frank watching a little teeny Roy steal his horse right in front of him, letting him ride out of town, and then hollering for his horse to buck Roy off. Priceless.

Episode Six: Dear Roy

Official Synopsis: "Mary-Agnes tries to help the free-spirited MArta escape her past. Grigg ensures Frank stays in the know. Roy struggles with his feelings for Alice."

My thoughts: Y'all, everyone knows that those twins are sociopaths. Roy knows it, I know it, that guy with too many knives knows it.... even Frank knows it. He's willing to overlook the fact that they just murdered their entire family (even the babies!) to have more followers.... Charles Manson much? It's ok Roy, I wouldn't want them in my "family" either. I'm loving this whole Pinkerton Detective/Mary-Agnes/Martha dynamic. So hilarious. Martha ain't scared to shoot a bitch in the leg and then take him in (#originalmadamefromthewayback). Is this preacher ever gonna show up? What are they gonna do once this church is completely built? Roy just beat the shit out of that guy.... and Frank knows Roy is no longer "under his control." Get the hell out of there, Roy!! Truckee isn't having this whole Roy leaving thing. Him throwing that fake gun and storming off is to Roy the way I feel when my dog is mad at me. It's emotional! Damn, Alice. Roy's all crying and upset and you choose this moment to kiss up on him? You go, girl! These two getting together for one night is what I imagine living near an Army base feels like. Never have scars been so sexy. Roy rides off into the horizon, but leaves his letter behind for Alice.... and it's true, his brother wants him to come and find him. Although, I feel like his brother promised to come back so maybe he should be the one to make that long ass trip? These flashbacks throw me off sometimes.... I thought I had missed something and then I realized that it was just showing the ladies of La Belle seeing their husbands off.... for the last time.

Sunday, November 26, 2017

My thoughts on the limited series Godless. (Part I).

*Over this past Thanksgiving holiday weekend, Uncle D and I decided to start a new show on Netflix.... Godless.

It's a limited series (seven episodes in total) and he's actually the one that suggested it. I had only got to see little snippets on social media and such, so I wasn't real sure on anything about it, but he had apparently seen a few commercials advertising it and wanted to check it out.

We managed to watch the first three episodes on Saturday night and the final four on Sunday evening.... and I would 100% recommend this series to any and everyone.

I know that there are alot of people that don't care for westerns (seriously y'all, what's wrong with you?!), but this is one of those shows that make you like it even if you don't give two hoots about the "framing."

Besides, it has actors like Jeff Daniels, Sam Waterson, Merritt Wever, Thomas Brodie-Sangster, Michelle Dockery, and Jack O'Connell (whom I name last only because he's the newest to me), so you really can't go wrong.

I don't think that I've ever watched Thomas Brodie-Sangster in anything (apparently he's of Game of Thrones fame? and I only watched the first couple of seasons of that), but his way of portraying Whitey Winn made me an instant fan.

And I've been a fan of Jack O'Connell ever since I watched the movie Unbroken and quickly fell in love with the true story that he brought to life. The man is impressive to say the least. The very least, that is, because he is incredible.*

Episode One: An Incident at Creede

Official Synopsis: "Roy Goode disrupts a payroll robbery by Frank Griffin's gang, provoking them to lynch all the citizens of Creede. Wounded, Goode flees to La Belle- a town inhabited principally by women after a mining disaster. He takes refuge at Alice Fletcher's ranch."

My thoughts: I love that one of the first things that you see in this show is Roy Goode being shot in the neck by Alice Fletcher and falling off of his horse, because "I told you I was gonna shoot you." And watching Sam Waterston ride up on the town of Creede and looking at everything that Frank Griffin and his gang have done is truly devastating. But what really drives it home for me is how closely Alice watches Roy and sees that there's more to his story (outlaw tuned hero). Not to mention, horse whisperer party of one. Alice's mother-in-law seems to be enjoying this whole "healing Roy with fire" thing a little too much. What kind of name is Truckee? Oh, who cares, that kid is adorable and watching him learn how to read is mesmerizing. HO. LY. SHIT. Did y'all see Roy shoot that coiled up rattlesnake? Y'all can think what you want, but he totally just saved that baby's life. Excuse me for a minute..... what up, Sheriff?! Is that poop in his eyes? No seriously y'all, that doesn't look like mud. So, what I'm gathering so far is: Mary-Agnes is amazing but people think she's too manly since becoming a widow, Frank Griffin is insane and had to have his arm amputated, his gang is a crowd of lunatics, Alice Fletcher was married off when she was seventeen and a "flood" killed her first husband, Roy Goode is the kind of man westerns were made for, and Frank and his gang are "gunning" for Roy, because he "betrayed" them.

Episode Two: The Ladies of La Belle

Official Synopsis: "The women of La Belle agree to deal with a mining company to restart the mine. Bill seeks a dangerous way to prove himself. Frank shares a story with a captive audience as he relentlessly pursues Goode."

My thoughts: Clearly this is going to be one of those shows that build up until the final episode and everything is just going to go down then. Everything is going to be dealt with then.... if it's not dealt with before. What I'm seeing with this mining company coming in on the ladies of La Belle is that Tig Ed Logan is the kind of smarmy gent that you feel terribly uncomfortable around. AND THAT'S THE POINT. Mary-Agnes is clearly trying to have the ladies best interests at heart and take care of them, but those women are TERRIFIED that they don't have men anymore and are practically throwing themselves into this shady ass deal. Sorry Mary-Agnes, you tried. It's moments like these that really drive home for you that there was a time, not so long ago, that women couldn't even fathom how to go on without a man. They were 100% dependent on them and see no other way to go on. It's sad, really. I kind of wish Frank would have killed that newspaper guy, because I'm not on #TeamFrank, but I REALLY don't like that dude. And here we meet Whitey Winn.... the hilarious, good-hearted Deputy that has his Sheriff's back and is fast on the gun (and sarcasm). I love it. How is it that Roy can see that Sheriff Bill is losing his sight and isn't a coward he just legitimately can't see, and all of these townsfolk can't? Like, he's trying his best and all these bitches are just throwing stuff at him. Granted, he's a bit of a dick when he finds out his sister is a lesbian, but I really want to believe it's not coming from a hateful place, but a concerned one. Frank is a sociopath and rapist.... yeah, totally didn't see that coming. But no worries, Sheriff Bill is headed out to track down Frank and he finds a guy that sells him glasses. HE'S BACK, Y'ALL.

My favorite part of the episode? Alice holding Whitey Winn at gunpoint so she can take Roy Goode home with her. Alice: "I wanna take him home with me." Whitey: "Yeah, you and every other woman in town." Roy: "..........." And the she breaks him out, puts Whitey in, and Roy rides behind her back to the ranch. He agrees to help her break her horses if she teaches him to read and I am here for it, people.

Episode Three: Wisdom of the Horse

Official Synopsis: "Bill envisions Roy's fateful stand. A reluctant Truckee learns to ride a horse. Whitey tries his hand at making music, and John spreads the word."

My thoughts: Sheriff Bill reenacting how Roy Goode held off the entire Griffin Gang in that canyon is the kind of thing that you want from a good western. Sure, we want to see the things happen, but we also want our characters to be able to "see it happen" so to say. Sheriff Bill sees how Roy pulled off his "miracle." He shot his horse in the head (out of mercy), leaps behind said horse, uses it as a shield and takes down "seven men in the time it takes to spit.... all dead before they hit the ground." And then, knowing that wounding the leader will force the entire gang to leave, he shoots Frank instead of just killing him. Smart move, Roy. Is it just me or do y'all think that this Native American guy following Sheriff Bill around is a ghost that he conjured up to "get his shadow back" after his wife died in childbirth? While Roy is breaking the horses, the ladies of La Belle come riding up on Alice and want him back. (#dontblameyall) Alice cuts them a hell of a deal and Mary-Agnes takes her up on it.... outdrawing Whitey in the process. Oh, a little follow up with the family that the Griffin Gang tormented.... that lady is all about spilling the beans and wants them dead. You go, girl! Mary-Agnes goes to Whitey later to bring him some food and make sure that he didn't let her outdraw him.... and you get the feeling he kind of did even though she's damn good. Speaking of Whitey, he goes out to the old fort where the black Buffalo Soldiers reside to take violin lessons from a young lady.... but really, he's just there to flirt, because these two are adorable together. Roy accidentally (accidentally?) puts on Alice's dead husband's clothes and his mother is PISSED and starts whooping up on him.... and he totally just takes it. And then teaches Truckee how to ride a horse and conquer his fear, because Roy is amazing, that's why. Sure, they run into smarmy Tig Ed Logan and take a little shit, because Roy is unarmed, but he is teaching this kid valuable life lessons. Can Tig Ed Logan just decide to be the law? Is that how it works? JEFF DANIELS JUST SHOT SAM WATERSTON IN THE FACE.

Tuesday, November 21, 2017

When you start getting gray hair at twenty-seven.

The other day (Sunday maybe?) Aunt Poot looked at the top of my head and informed me that my roots have grown out.... I was forced to tell her that I don't have any dye or anything else in my hair and haven't in a very long time (like, years), so everything that's showing in my hair is in fact just natural.

She took another look and said, "oh my, Katie you're getting gray hair." I think she thought I was going to freak out or be mad, but since I'm very aware that I have some gray hair (and have had it coming in for a long while), I was good with it.

You see, I used to do all kinds of things with my hair. I'm talking dye, bleach, cut, pull, yank, twist.... in fact, it's kind of a miracle that I have any hair left (and that I'm lucky enough that it's healthy).

I never dyed my hair, because I was embarrassed by it. I used to do all kinds of things to it, because it was fun and I was curious to see what I would look like with something different. You know, kind of how some people get piercings or tattoos.... except I wanted to do something that wasn't quite so permanent. So, I went crazy with my hair.

Momma was never one to get all looney-tunes about me changing my hair and I started messing with it when I was around twelve. With dying my hair from twelve until I was in my early twenties, I hadn't seen my natural color in YEARS and kind of forgot what it actually was. (I had no recollection of having kind of strawberry blonde hair, but apparently it was always there underneath the dark dye).

But now my hair won't hold color anymore (it's probably damn tired of trying to keep up) and honestly, I'm pretty much over dying it. I say leave it be and let the chips fall where they may. Alot of the women in my family have started to get gray hair young, most of them in their twenties just like me and I'm good with it. Besides, women are rocking that shit these days.

Aside from getting it cut (did I mention how much I love having my medium/kind of short hair again?), I think my "hair experimenting" days are over.

Side note: I had to have the most ridiculous argument with my cousin over her hair, because I asked her who did hers and she tried to tell me the color that was on her head was all her natural color.... and I had to tell her she was full of shit, because NOBODY is born with burgundy hair. 

*insert exasperated emoji here*

Monday, November 20, 2017

The first day that I've listened to Christmas music on the radio (in 2017).

This morning when I got to work and turned on the radio the station that was set (old school rap channel.... because sometimes you just need a little Biggie and Eminem to get you through the day) it started playing Christmas music. I wasn't necessarily happy about it, because it still doesn't feel like it should be here yet (I swear me and Uncle D just took down Christmas 2016 decorations). However, I left it on, because Dani LOVES Christmas music. She's definitely one of "those" people.

She, of course, was thrilled and I just glared at her from across the room.... that is, until I got back from running some errands on my lunch break and had the office to myself and the radio played my absolute favorite.... Bing Crosby. (While I'm still not "holly jolly" Bing always help at least put me in a good mood).

Why is it not "that time of year" until I hear Bing Crosby? Well, because Bing is dreaming of a White Christmas, dammit. Not too mention that I insist on watching the movie White Christmas at least a few times around this time of year (and I also watch it year round.... and I'm not even sorry about it).


Momma and I have the tradition of watching White Christmas for the first time every holiday season on Thanksgiving night. With us staying with Aunt Poot/Uncle D until our house is ready, I'm not sure how this will work out.... but I'm sure if I asked they would probably be ok with watching it.

I mean, who doesn't like White Christmas? And if you say yourself or someone you know.... don't talk to me, we can't be friends. Seriously, I'm pretty sure we have nothing in common and I'll probably be convinced that you're evil and Satan reincarnate. Not to be dramatic or anything....

White Christmas was released in 1954, so it has existed long before I was thought of (and before Momma was thought of for that matter.... I think maybe Aunt Poot was born in 1954?).  And while I tend to be a bit of a Scrooge (I just never feel the "holly jolly holiday spirit"), there is nothing that beats this movie to me.

And a big part of that is Bing Crosby singing "I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas" (and of course, Danny Kaye dragging Bing into some of those crazy situations while holding his arm).

So, I guess no matter how insane it is that it's already "that time of year" already, hearing this on the radio does in fact confirm it.... I reckon that means Uncle D and I will be putting up Christmas decorations this Friday (because I officially have a four day weekend coming up and I'm not sad about it). Wish us luck.

Saturday, November 18, 2017

Kendall.... he was the sweetest kid that you could have ever imagined.

As most people know, I worked in a nursing home/rehabilitation facility from my senior year of highschool until I decided to move to Indiana. While there were things that made me crazy while at that job, I wouldn't have traded it for anything.

I had the pleasure of taking care of some of the most amazing people that I've ever come in contact with in my entire life. And not only that, but I also got to know some of the families of these people.... and we all became a second family to one another. Co-workers, residents, friends and family to a point.

It's amazing how close you can get with strangers when you spend hours upon hours and days upon days with them. In the end, they're not strangers anymore and you don't even really know if they were to begin with, because you just know them as someone you love dearly.

One of the lady's that I cared for the longest, became another family to me in our own way. Not only did I spend more hours than I could ever count with her, I also got to know her family very well and spend time with them. In that situation, there are families that show and put forth effort and then sadly, there are ones that do not. She happened to have a very involved family.... particularly her two daughters and grandson.

These are good people. Kind people. They're the kind of people that you think about when you think of a small town and the families that have lived there for generations.

Sure, they have their problems, and they make no excuses for those and are actually very open about them, but no matter the problem, they're the kind of people that you can count on having your back.

I know that they've certainly had mine.

With all of that being said, I must admit that when I heard of her grandson (the son of one of her daughters with whom I had spent alot of time with) passing away last month, I couldn't quite believe it. It was shocking and sad and I'm not even sure that anyone knew what to say or do. How do you comfort an inconsolable mother? Or aunt? Or family? The answer is, you don't.

There is no consoling in a moment like this. There is only you being there when they need you and love. There are also tears, screams, questions, and a plethora of other things, but mostly, there is just confusion. Confusion as to why something like this would happen to such a sweet kid, especially at the young age of nineteen. Confusion as to what you say to his family. Confusion on how there are horrible people in this world and yet, this kid isn't anymore.

What happened or why or how doesn't matter. All there is left to do in a situation like this is to try and move forward and remembering all of the things that made you love them in the first place. It's taken well over a month for me to even wrap my head around it and I'm still not completely sure that I believe it.

But to his family I say:

"I am so very sorry to hear about the loss of Kendall. He was such an amazing kid and I know how much his family loved him. Some of my fondest memories are when I got to take care of his grandmother and befriend his family. And Kendall was a big part of that. My heart goes out to his family."

Thursday, November 16, 2017

My thoughts on the second season of Stranger Things (ST2). (Part III).

*The second season of Stranger Things dropped on Netflix October 19, 2017..... and wow.

And of course, I watched the first six episodes within the first weekend, but had to take an emotional break after that. Just kidding, I watched the first six episodes, but with us staying with my aunt/uncle right now, you kind of can't binge-watch like I usually do, because rude. BUT they're pretty cool, so I can moderately binge-watch and live vicariously through the fictional world.

If you want to know about the first season: How an 80s show in the new millennium blew my mind.

*When terrifying supernatural forces once again begin to affect Hawkins, they realize Will's disappearance was only the beginning. And so, the adventure continues....*

Catch up on the second season: Part I, Part II.


(Season Finale) Episode Nine (Chapter Seventeen): The Lost Brother The Gate

Official Synopsis: "Eleven makes plans to finish what she started while the survivors turn up the heat on the monstrous force that's holding Will hostage."

My thoughts: *while feeling very uncomfortable watching the Billy and Mrs. Wheeler scene*

Ok, so.... I never really understood the whole "Billy Hargrove was supposed to represent Billy Hicks (Rob Lowe's character in St. Elmo's Fire)" theory UNTIL this episode. Seriously, this guy is a total mess, but you can totally see how he's tricking all these people into thinking he's a charming guy. But seriously, go put on some legit clothes and quit flirting with the teenager, Mrs. Wheeler (but also, good for you). We're just gonna let go of the fact that you've told that little psycho where our babies are and that he's in route to go on a murderous/psychotic rampage. This is f*cking Ted's fault.

Eleven walking in LIKE A BOSS and Mike getting to see that all 353 days have not been for naught was well worth all of the shit that has happened so far. I mean, I'm still upset about losing Bob, but this helps with the pain a bit. Of course he's mad at Hopper, and rightfully tells him so, but the whole breakdown/"update" scene was just wonderful. Our little Mike has quite alot of spunk in him and we are here for it! Is it just me, or is Mike crying the same equivalent as every sad thing that you've ever seen ever? Just me then? Ok then.

Aw, the Steve and Nancy scene with Steve accepting that Nancy should be with Jonathan and pretty much telling her so (yeah Steve, we know, we all said it last year) was adorable. That's right, Steve. You may be a shitty boyfriend.... but you're one hell of a babysitter! And just like that, I love Steve Harrison.

Did we really need Will to tell us that we had to close "The Gate." Like, no offense, it was real cool and everything, but we kind of already deduced that, Willie. And of course, it's up to our girl El to close this shit. I agree with Mike, I don't like this shit. I mean, I know it has to be done, but I don't like it!!

So.... Joyce, Jonathan, and Nancy are just gonna burn the demon out of Will all old school like they're re-enacting a scene from Misery? Cool, cool. Damn Winona, you're channeling full Veronica Sawyer in this scene and I LOVE IT.

And there's dickbag Billy showing up to ruin the party. Damn Billy, Steve just got done going full "mom" and telling those little shits that they can't go off on some crazy adventure in the Upside Down tunnels that could lead to their deaths.... how you gonna come up in the Byers house like that?! You know, this sticking up for the kids is admirable and Steve puts up a hell of a fight.... but ultimately he gets his ass handed to him and it's alot less enjoyable watching it happen via Billy in season two than it was via Jonathan in season one. Like, I love Steve at this point, y'all chill. And Max saves the day!! Damn, maybe I was wrong about this girl.... I like her stabbing her brother in the neck with a drug fueled needle and threatening him with Steve's bat style!!!

With Steve pretty well in a coma and therefore out of commission, our original party, plus Max, load Steve up in Billy's car to head into the pumpkin patch and basically straight on into hell. Two questions on this.... how badass is it that they knocked Billy out, stole his car, and that 13 year old Max is driving while the other thirteen year olds give her directions? (Also, does she need a piece of f*cking cardboard to reach the pedals? Same, girl.), And, how in the hell did they get Steve into the car?

Steve waking up in the backseat of this little gruber deathtrap is too fantastic. I love that they've stuck colorful band-aids all over him and remembered to grab a bag of ice for his wounds.

Dustin: "No, don't touch it.... Hey Buddy, you put up a good fight. He kicked your ass, but you put up a good fight." *so much laughter exuding from me* In fact, you know what, this scene is just too good not to share:


Of course they're heading straight for the giant gloomy hole that they had to rescue Hopper from. These kids know what's up. I love that Steve is still all "NO.... NO.... THIS IS NOT HAPPENING" and the kids are like this is totally happening, and he finally just relents and is like fine you little shits, but I'm leading the way!

They're just gonna pour gasoline on everything and Steve is gonna throw a lighter? That's the grand plan? You know what, sounds like a pretty effective plan, do that. Little Dustin saving them all by sweet-talking Dart with nougat is the greatest. And also, when it looks like some of them might die, but Steve saves all of them and even holds Dustin up before thinking of himself? Ok we get it, we all love you now. Mission. Accomplished.

Those monsters are headed right for our girl and our favorite small town/big mouthed sheriff. Dr. Owens is still alive? Hell yeah, you better help out if y'all make it out alive, dude! Hopper is fending off those little monsters like nobody's business. You got his, El.... wow. She closed it and it was pretty damn badass. YES.

Last thoughts: Jane Hopper? YES. ALL OF THE YESES. Just, all of them.

Watching Max get ready with her mom and her brother Billy just straight up not giving her shit is great! I love that Steve is dropping Dustin off at the dance and that Dustin has done his hair in the image of Steve. Plus, his purring and Steve being like no? Ha!! I can't believe those little shithead girls treated Dustin bad and made him cry. Where's Eleven when you need a arm broken? But damn, there comes Nancy Wheeler saving the day and making Dustin happy again! Lucas is getting the girl and Max is going for it.... good for y'all. Even little Will is getting some love. And there's little Mike sitting all alone.... until Eleven comes through that door and this is really the equivalent of an 80s dance and they're all so happy. This is the Snowball Dance that they should have gotten last year!!

AND OF COURSE WE HAVE TO END AT THE UPSIDE DOWN VERSION OF THE SNOWBALL DANCE AND WE MIGHT NOT GET THE NEXT SEASON UNTIL 2019.

Wednesday, November 15, 2017

On this day one year ago.... thanks, FB.

I'm assuming that everyone knows about the app on FB that is entitled "on this day" and let's you relive the hilarity (or atrocious spelling and grammar) from years past, right?!

I find this app both helpful and hilarious for the most part, because it gives you the chance of remembering that you didn't pay close enough attention to your grammar in 2011, and the opportunity to relive some of your most hilarious moments shared with friends and family on social media.

If you're lucky like me, you have some pretty hilarious family and friends and they just kind of roll with your borderline-insane and sarcastic personality. You get each other and you watch most of the same shows/movies and read the same kinds of books and liking the same kinds of music.

And with that comes inside jokes.

The entire point of having "inside jokes" is because while you may seem insane to the rest of the world (and they may even think you're extremely weird), you can always look at that one person that the "joke" is with and they always know what you're thinking.

There just really isn't anything better (just roll with me on this one) than getting to look at someone across the room or make a little comment and only you and the other person "get it." It's both hilarious and fun.

Read the entire post here.

Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Just chilling here in Limbo totally not about to have a nervous breakdown.

We're still waiting to hear back about the house. While we're hopeful that this is "the one" and that it just might cure all of our current problems (fat chance, but please don't take this little ray of hope away), the fact that you have to wait on things like this is for lack of a better word.... AGONY.

Ok, maybe it's not that dramatic, but I think we can all agree that it still sucks.

When we decided on this moving thing we were hoping that it would take no more than a month to find something and not a whole lot longer to get in.... and that was about two months ago. Which granted isn't an extreme amount of time, but when you're living with someone else, feeling like you're a huge convenience, it feels alot longer.

Not to mention, I think we all have our little habits when we live by ourselves, or with certain people, and you have to be aware and change those things, because you're not in your own home anymore.

And Aunt Poot/Uncle D have made us feel nothing but welcome, but I'm assuming that they would like to have their house back to a two man team, since that's what they're used to. (Although when we move, Poot is gonna have to come down and visit a bunch).

Moving is such a pain in the ass. Once you decide to make a "big move" everything seems insane and if you don't have a great game plan, it all seems a little more stressful than it has to be. Then again, you can also think you've found something that's going to work out great and it turns out to be a shit show.

But then again, most things you do are, so you just know to roll with it at this point.

When we had our inspection last Tuesday, there were just a couple of things that he was concerned about. We knew that the garage roof needed work, and while we put that on the list to find out if the current owners will fix any part of that when we followed up with them, we kind of put it on there as a Hail Mary. With it not being directly attached to the house, it's important, but I think we can get it through the winter and maybe deal with it when things settle a little bit in the summer.

The other two things that he recommended was to have someone come in and take the furnace apart to have it checked thoroughly and to have the drainage checked (apparently the tub and sinks drain slower than he likes and it may just need to be cleaned out by pros?). When they responded to us they were getting quotes from people about the drains and furnace, and now we're just waiting to hear back on all of that.

BUT IT'S STILL STRESSFUL DAMMIT.

Thursday, November 9, 2017

My thoughts on the second season of Stranger Things (ST2). (Part II).

*The second season of Stranger Things dropped on Netflix October 19, 2017..... and wow.

And of course, I watched the first six episodes within the first weekend, but had to take an emotional break after that. Just kidding, I watched the first six episodes, but with us staying with my aunt/uncle right now, you kind of can't binge-watch like I usually do, because rude. BUT they're pretty cool, so I can moderately binge-watch and live vicariously through the fictional world.

If you want to know about the first season: How an 80s show in the new millennium blew my mind.

Catch up on the second season: Part I.

*When terrifying supernatural forces once again begin to affect Hawkins, they realize Will's disappearance was only the beginning. And so, the adventure continues....*


Episode Five (Chapter Thirteen) The Storm Dig Dug

Official Synopsis: "Nancy and Jonathan swap conspiracy theories with a new ally as Eleven searches for someone from her past. 'Bob the Brain' tackles a difficult problem."

My thoughts: *first things first, let's just go ahead and get it out of the way right now. I am and forever will be #TeamJonathan BUT I am loving this whole "Mom Steve" dynamic that is happening!!*

Uh, Hopper, ok dude, time to wake up. Hopper.... HOPPER.... SOMEBODY GET TO HOPPER RIGHT DAMN NOW HE CAN'T BREATHE!!!!!!!!! So, Will knows that Hopper is in trouble and kind of knows where he is? But he can't figure it out beyond the Upside Down? How have y'all not realized that the Upside Down is essentially Hawkins, but the scary version of it?! Oh thank God, BOB, TELL THEM. I knew Samwise Bob would figure this out and help find Hopper. Ok, so y'all need to get in the car and go on this f*cking wild goose chase, because Hopper is running out of time. So.... Jonathan and Nancy are going where exactly? And they're just gonna share a hotel room and hold hands and bond like there isn't all of this underlying sexual tension between them? Ok then. Of course, this Murray is all about conspiracies and knows that people are not gonna believe the whole "Barb was killed by a demogorgon in another dimension" bit. It's a little crazy that Nancy and Jonathan hasn't thought about that. So, we blame it on Lab toxins?!.... What kind of "lab toxins" cause slug death exactly? Dustin, you need help, baby. That baby demo ate your cat and I'm pretty sure that it can eat you in two bites. So you get Steve? Steve Harrington? I mean, I definitely don't hate this idea. I want to like Steve, but he was such a dick last season.... and I'm still on Jonathan's side 24/7. But this, this whole funny "Mom Steve" thing? This I could get on board with. Of course he still has "the bat." Holy shit.... El found Terry Ives. And she knows it's her mama and aunt. Whoa, she just straight up delved into her subconscious and I am tripping the hell out over the shit this lady went through!! She was shock therapied out the ass. When are Mike and El gonna get to see each other, dammit?!! Is the girl from that "flashback" the same girl from the beginning of the first episode? OH THANK ALL THAT IS HOLY THEY FOUND HOPPER. Wait, Will is part of the Upside Down and gets hurt when it gets hurt? What. the. f*ck.

*favorite part of this episode* Nancy: "I.... I waited for you." Jonathan: "You.... waited like a month." #OhSnap

Episode Six (Chapter Fourteen) The Pollywog The Spy

Official Synopsis: "Will's connection to the shadowy evil grows stronger, but no one's quite sure how to stop it. Elsewhere, Dustin and Steve forge an unlikely bond."

My thoughts: *Will is still creepy as hell and is looking around all creepy and shit*

How do people not realize that something is wrong with Will just by looking at him?! Like, that boy has some serious serial killer vibes happening right now. How is it that all of these scientists (excluding Owens) are ok with essentially just killing Will even though they don't know for sure that it will kill "the evil" that is the Upside Down? Like, did nobody love you enough when you were kids? Damn, it can't hurt to try something else. Oh no, the virus is spreading? Does that mean that Will isn't Will now? And secondly, if that's the case, should we still be listening and taking advice from him? Who in the hell takes advice from the bad guy? Haha, Murray is essentially every person on #TeamJonathan ever. "we like, Steve, yes.... but we don't love Steve." He is straight up calling them both out and screwing with their heads. Damn Jonathan.... just gonna go right in for the kiss, huh? Yeah, you probably should rethi-..... nevermind you're just gonna go right for it and sleep together. Good choice. Annnddd..... this breakfast conversation is the most hilarious thing ever. (#Murray4Ever). So.... Max is essentially choosing Lucas and Dustin is gonna keep hanging out with Steve, but they're all gonna team up at the junkyard? Cool, cool. Steve.... what are you doing?! Steve.... dammit. There are like ten of those baby demogorgons!! Steve get back in that f*cking bus!! Ok, I'll admit it, Steve's a badass and I am loving this protective big bro/dad/mom Steve. Let's keep him. Oh, look who made it home to the crazy.... I bet that was an awkward car ride. *did we really just sleep together because a stranger confused us?* *yes, but we really wanted to so no harm, no foul* YES, THESE DRAWINGS ARE INSANE!! Told you guys not to listen to possessed Will. And now all those soldiers are dead.... and something is coming into the lab from the Upside Down. RUN.

Episode Seven (Chapter Fifteen) The Secret Cabin The Lost Sister

Official Synopsis: "Psychic visions draw Eleven to a band of violent outcasts and an angry girl with a shadowy past."

My thoughts: *I knew that aunt of hers couldn't be trusted. I mean, she's calling Hopper to help, but damn that man is busy!*

So.... we're not gonna follow up with the guys in the lab and just immediately head to find El's "sister"? Cool, cool. Although El, I would really like to know if Hopper is currently DEMOGORGON MEAT RIGHT ABOUT NOW. I think I like this Kali chick, but I'm not 100% sure of it yet. Sure, I think she looks cool as hell and I love that El feels like she's found somebody, but she seems kind of like a psycho and I just don't know if I can board that crazy train yet. Being able to make people see what you wanted them to see or not to see would be pretty damn cool. Put that in the top four of my superpower wants. Leave her overhauls alone, they're adorable you asshat!! Did they really do eyeliner like that in the 80s? I feel like that's what my eyeliner looks like after I drink WAY too much and wake up four hours later with a hangover. Aw, this whole flashing back through her friendships with the guys and Hopper has me all teary eyed. Don't you kill that guy, El!! I mean, he deserves it, but you'll never forgive yourself. Really Kali?! You gonna bring Brenner into this mess?! Ugh. Aw, Hopper and Mike are in trouble (I could've told you that El!!). That's right you can save them!! Go home, El!! Go home!! "They can't save you." "NO. BUT I CAN SAVE THEM." Get it, girl!! My main squeeze right here heading back to Hawkins. Life is good.... sort of. Why does everybody hate this episode so much? I mean, it's not my favorite either, but it's not horrible.

Episode Eight (Chapter Sixteen) The Brain The Mind Flayer

Official Synopsis: "An unlikely hero steps forward when a deadly development puts the Hawkins Lab on lockdown, trapping Will and several others inside."

My thoughts: *we're back in Hawkins Lab being surrounded by demodogs (demogorgon.... dog.... get it?!)*

I don't want to be "that" person, but.... QUIT STARING AT ALL OF THE DEMONS CLIMBING OUT OF THE HOLE AND RUN LIKE HELL, HOPPER!!! Listen to Mike, he clearly knows more about this than all of y'all, if he says to knock Will out, you need to knock Will the f*ck out! So.... the "thing" can tell where everybody is through Will? Damn, that's messed up. WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING?! I love how those doctors wait on the elevator like they're not gonna get eaten. (Spoiler alert: they totally get eaten). I know Winona Veronica Joyce is trying to knock Will out, but is it safe to just grab a random sedative without measuring and shove it so violently into a child's arm? Wahtevs, you gotta do what's gotta be done, girl! With the building on lockdown, does that mean it has to be manually reset?! Because of course it does! Bob the Brain is schooling Hopper with the reasons he's going to reset it instead of him and I am here for it. Oh Bob, please don't, just because you're right doesn't mean they won't kill you. What is BASIC? Beginner's All-purpose Symbolic Instruction Code?! What the f*ck?! I'm sitting in 2017 watching a show set in 1984 and I am 100% what in the actual f*ck just like Hopper.

Hopper teaching Bob the Brain how to use a gun and having to knock it away from him is hilarious. Aw Bob, you did it. Hopper's so proud of you.... you saved everyone.... WHAT ARE YOU DOING, BOB?! YOU FORGOT THE GUN!! Bob is gonna die. Dr. Owens is gonna guide Bob while the others get out?! Hell yes. Uh oh.... Bob.... he saved the lives of Joyce, the kids, and Hopper, and he made it out(ish).... Phew.... NOOOO!!!! Yep, Bob died.... and he died bad. #RIPBob We barely knew you. Jonathan is probably gonna feel real guilty for not liking Bob once he finds out he's dead as all hell. He should've never stopped to catch his breath. I love that Steve still has all of these kids under his wing and is protecting them. This feels like Stand By Me.... Of course Dustin thinks he can push the "open gate" button better than anyone else and is convinced that he did it once Bob resets everything. Jonathan is driving the piss out of that car. Dude, no wonder that Billy kid is such a psycho.... his dad is a psycho. Don't get me wrong, I still don't like the asshat, but at least we know where he gets his crazy.

*everyone back at the Byers' house* These kids explaining D&D to the older kids and adults is priceless. Oh Steve, sweetie, no, not like the Germans.... like the Nazis. So, they're gonna trick Will into revealing how to kill this thing and.... now the dogs are coming.

I love how everybody has weapons and Hopper is all "can you use this" with a gun at Jonathan and Nancy's like "f*ck this, I can, gimme the gun." That's right, y'all can rejoice, because ELEVEN IS BACK AND SAVING YOUR ASSES, PEOPLE!!

Tuesday, November 7, 2017

When you're looking for "the one."

So.... I've been fairly vocal about this whole having to find a new house, because the one we were living in really should be condemned (and sadly, the landowners have already tricked someone else into moving in).

In the process of me being very vocal about this, I have also made several jokes to try and make life lighter, because let's be real, it's a very stressful and strenuous thing to deal with.

This whole year has been quite anxiety-ridden, (some not bad, just stressful), and some very life altering things have happened, and it just never seems to lighten up. But, we push through and just keep going, because that's what we do. And at the end of the day, at least we have each other and you just can't put a price tag on that kind of thing. It's indescribable.


It's been quite a process.

The next house that we move into will probably be the house that Momma and I spend the rest of our lives in. Bubba tends to bounce around wherever he wants to and always has, but this will legitimately probably be the last one. Mostly because we're both so damn tired of moving.

We've moved so many damn times in my life, and she moved a million times before that, so we're just damned ole done. It's exhausting and having some stability and something to call "our own" doesn't sound like such a horrible idea.

That's why when the conversation came up about this move, it was decided that we should buy instead of rent. And there were a whole lot of factors in that, and a whole lot of back and forth, but in the end, a mortgage and house insurance made more sense than rent to us. And yes, there are alot of factors that go into home ownership, but there are also a large number of reasons that this makes the most sense.

Furthermore, let's be honest, bitches are raising rent to ridiculous prices and you can't even really afford to make ends meet. Not saying that owning a house will make that easier, because it won't, but when you break it down (or at least, when we broke it down), it seems like this is the most sensible thing to do at this time.

It was brought to my attention that someday I may want to move back to Tennessee, because in my head and heart that's my home, but honestly, I have no desire to move back. Sure, I miss some of my friends and I miss the quiet peacefulness of it, and the country roads, and small towns, but it's not the place that I grew up anymore. And we're all different.

So, for now, we are planning our lives right here. Hopefully it will get smoother from here on out.

We've looked at so many houses in a two month span that honestly they're all starting to look alike and run together and I can't keep most of them straight. But hopefully, God willing and the creeks don't rise, we may have found one. It's even a little bit below the price range we were looking into and if everything checks out and is on the up and up, it'll be the house we close on and move into. Our inspection is today (11/7).

Fingers crossed.

Monday, November 6, 2017

When you decide to cut "all" of your hair off (or in my case, a few inches).

Ok, maybe "all of" your hair is a little dramatic when it comes to me, because I still have a shit ton of hair left.... BUT I did get over a foot of it cut off, so that has to count for something, right?!

See, what happened was I've been talking about getting my hair cut for MONTHS, if not a couple of years. And while I didn't get the dramatic cut that I kept talking about, because I'm a giant puss, I did get quite a bit of it chopped.

How much? Well.... over a foot. And more than four pounds (and I know this, because she weighed it at four pounds and she had already swept some of it up).

Count it. FOUR. POUNDS.

Who would've thought it would be so easy to lose some weight? Just get a pretty big haircut and it apparently does the trick. And it's so hilarious, because I had so much hair chopped off and there's still SO much of it. Usually this is what people look like in the "before" photos when they're going to get a bunch of hair chopped off.

But you know what? It feel better, it's not as hard to brush as it was, I use 3/10 of the shampoo and conditioner that I was using, I have less hair to wrangle and clean up (I shed like a German Shepard), and it just seems generally easier to deal with (which is my favorite part).

And sure, it was cool having really long hair and it made me feel fancy (only in my head, never in everyday life), because society has kind of always grinded the fact that "women should have long hair" into our brains, but this is the length that I always used to wear my hair and I like it.

Next time I go for a trim I might even go shorter.

Sunday, November 5, 2017

When there's leftover candy and you're basically a candy gremlin.

*as I'm filling a small Ziploc bag with leftover Halloween candy and putting it in my purse*

Aunt Poot: "Oh, that's so sweet of you. Are you fixing a bag of candy to take to work and share?"

Me: "....... yes..... that's what I'm doing...... I totally wasn't going to just put this in my purse all for myself."

Aunt Poot: "You're so sweet."

Me: "It's from the candy."

Friday, November 3, 2017

I've been trying to catch up on The Walking Dead for four years.

I've been trying to watch the show- The Walking Dead- for years now. I got really into it in the last year (or two) or so, but it's still a slow moving progress and kind of a pain in the ass.

Mostly because the more I try to catch up, the more episodes they release. And it's never-ending.

And while that's fantastic to most, when I first started streaming it on Netflix there were only four seasons (a total of 51 episodes) that were available.... now there are seven seasons available for streaming (a total of 99 episodes) and still going strong on AMC with the release of season eight (another 16 episodes).

All together, that's 115 episodes and I'm only on season five, episode two. (And I've been there for AWHILE now).

Count it. 115 episodes and I'm on episode 52. That's 63 unwatched episodes (which granted is less than I thought, but still a shitload).

And it doesn't appear that this show is going anywhere for at the very least a couple more seasons.

I'm a "binge-watcher." I can binge-watch a show I like from sun up to sundown and can keep going throughout the night.... however, I share a tv with Momma and while she usually says, "watch whatever you want, I'm not even paying attention" you can bet that I can get two or three episodes in on The Walking Dead, Sons of Anarchy, Breaking Bad, or Burn Notice and she'll say, "how many more of these are you gonna watch?" "can we watch something else?" "I hate this show, I can't believe you watch it."

Then I'll ask her later what she wants to watch and she'll say, "watch whatever you want, I'm not even paying attention." It's a vicious circle. But I get it, I guess, because if I had to watch what my brother insisted on constantly I would probably hate it too. And I like shows/movies that are long and you get invested in and she hates shows/movies like that, so I get it.... mostly. You win some, you lose some.

And I've done this with quite a few shows, but I really am into this one (I watched Sons of Anarchy the entire time it originally premiered on FX, so I've seen all of those episodes a couple of times), and would like to finish it at some point. I started Burn Notice three years ago (it has a total of seven seasons), and I've started a million more, but we've finished very few.

But one of these days, I'll catch up and finish this series.... I'll just probably be eighty by that time.

Thursday, November 2, 2017

One of those random seven day challenge things.

About a week or so ago, an aunt of mine "challenged" me to one of those social media picture posting things. I don't usually participate in things like this, but every once in a great while, I think, what the hell?!

Which is exactly what happened here.

The challenge (for me) ran from 10/27-11/2 and the only thing I can think of is it really already November?! I don't know where 2017 went, but to say it flew would be an understatement.

Anyways, the "challenge" was stated as: "Day *insert days 1-7 here*: Seven days. Seven black and white photos of your life. No people. No pets. No explanation. Challenge someone new each day. Today, I challenge, *insert name of person your challenging here* *date* (Nominated by *insert name of person who nominated you here*).

Wednesday, November 1, 2017

He hates it when I dress him up.... Halloween 2017.

Last night was Halloween (yes, it was extremely weird to know that Halloween was on a Tuesday) and this morning I woke up to head into work and it was snowing. I'm not exactly sure how those two facts are related, but in any event, I felt the need to share both, because I'm a giver, that's why.

We had 193 little ghoulies come up for the trick-or-treating and Uncle Darrell decided to start calling me "Big Fist" because apparently some of those kids got very lucky in the sense that I was loading them down with goodies. Joke's on him though, because shit turned out ok for "Stands with a Fist" in the end.

I've had a cold for the last couple of days, so my night was full of sniffles and "low key" fun, but Uncle D and I did manage to last the full two hours (trick-or-treat time was from 6pm to 8pm) and afterwards I choked down some meds, took a shower, and watched Bull (it's a new love for me, but a love none the less) and NCIS: New Orleans (we've been in love since the beginning), so in the end, it's all good.

*If you put aside waking up with charlie horses in my left leg, gagging from round the clock sinus drainage, I can't eat, and the fact that it was snowing and I rolled my eyes at 5:30 this morning.... I know, dramatic.*

But all of this is just to show you Tayder's Halloween costume and to ramble for a minute (or six). Without further ado, I present.... the Taydasauraus.