Book Journey

In Winters past I have spent the slower months of the year watching all the seasons of The Gilmore Girls in the cool evenings.  This was a tradition I loved, steeping myself with hot cups of tea while watching the fast paced dynamic duo of Lorelai and Rory.  The coffee swigging mom and the bookish references made the show even more enduring to me.  Oh how I longed to live in Star Hallow. 

And then…. this year I was introduced to the Walking Dead by so-called friends (oh you know who you are…. 😉 )  A crazy zombie show that I thought I would never get into and then there I was buying all three seasons at the Thanksgiving Day sale and then proceeding to devour them with my husband… fully immersed in a story line of survival in the craziest of circumstances. 

But oh no…. the three seasons were watched quickly and by the end of January it was still full on winter here in Minnesota and my evening fix was gone…. so I moved on to something more hard-core…

Breaking Bad.

Yes yes you goof ball people who said “It’s amazing!” as I shook my head furiously and responded, “It is a show about making meth?  How can that be awesome?”  Yet, in a desperate move for something interesting to watch last week Al and I pulled up the first season episode one on Netflix and wow….  a teacher who makes and sells meth to earn money for his cancer treatments and to provide for his family….

we are addicted. 

I feel I am now ruined for all things cutesy and sweet.  Now I am hard-core zombies and meth.  😯

Seriously…. who am I?

Spring can not come soon enough… clearly I need to get out of the house.

Good morning!  Friday! Lots of good adventures coming today and throughout the weekend and I am sitting here with COFFEE CUP on the cusp of my day but instead… doing nothing. 🙂

It will get busy soon. 😉

My regular readers know we have three dogs.  I did not mean to have three dogs.  Two years ago we were down to just Bailey, our now 16-year-old shih tzu.  Then Sammy (estimated at the time to be a year and a half) came along in April 2012… a stray, abandoned, unwanted cute as a button and homeless and we took him in.  Three months later we rescued Mater, an abused Beagle/Basset hound, about 4 months old and in need of a “forever home”.

It’s funny because while they can be really fun they are also a real handful.  For instance, there is no such thing as giving one of them a taste of whatever you are eating… IE a burger or popcorn.  Nope, that is three faces looking up at you so everything is three tastes.  On the bright side… I think I may eat less 😀

Just this week I was going to give them a bone.  I buy these real meat bones from the meat department at our grocery store.  They like them a lot and the vet says it is good for their teeth.  I realized I only had two bones left in the package I had bought.  Two bones… three dogs.  I had some rawhide bones too so I gave Sammy and Mater the real bones, and gave Bailey, who doesn’t have as many teeth as the younger ones, a rawhide bone. 

I am not proud of what I did.  😯

Well, it was like having three children and one received something different.  Bailey looked at the other bones… then at his.  Then…

at me.

I felt like poo.

Thankfully I dug around in the refrigerator and did find another lone bone from another package that I was saving because I did not have enough to give all of them.  Lesson learned.  I need three of everything. 😀

In about 45 minutes I have coffee with a friend, then a meeting at the library, followed by a few errands to run and ending up at the gym by early afternoon. Book review up later and later yet… a fun kickoff tot he weekend post you will not want to miss. 😀

How is your weekend shaping up?  Any plans?