I like to watch TV shows on DVD. My poor husband, Phil, is so sweet about suffering albeit not so silently through the shows. I just finished One Tree Hill. I was feeling a bit nostalgic, and decided to begin watching Dawson's Creek yet again. It is still my all time favorite show. I can still remember seeing previews before the show ever started! All of the soundtrack reminds me of highschool. Also, I enjoy seeing Katie Holmes before she went insane and married Tom Cruise.
It probably sounds silly because it is a show, and I don't mean it the way it will probably sound. The show, though, reminds me of my friends. It isn't like we had a Joey, Jen, Dawson, or Pacey, but I have had the same close friends for most of my life. Lacey and Jamie and Angel have been in my life since I was in pre-school. Of course, along the way I have made other friends who have become family as well.
Even Phil remarks often on how cool it is that we have all been together for so long. It is so comforting to know that that kind of support system is in place.These people have been there for every heartbreak, crush, tear, laugh, and milestone I have had. They know me in a way nom else ever will. We have had our fallouts, meltdowns, arguments, and makeups...but as of today, the same people who have always matter, still do. That's the feeling this show gives me. It feels like home...
Friday, March 18, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
You Ain't Just Whistlin' Dixie...
I have had puppies before, so when I hear people make the comment that a puppy is like having a newborn, I usually shrug the notion off as silly. Dixie, our newest family member, has me singing a different tune...
She is beautiful, loving, playful, cute enough to make you forget why you are upset with her, and an absolute night terror. *sigh*
Miss Priss is currently running around the room looking for her next victim, also known as anything that can be chewed on. As I am her chew toy of choice, eventually she will abandon her search, and she will come, whining, to my side of the bed. You see, in addition to her need to chew on me, she must also sleep on me to reach her full resting potential. Nevermind that this interferes with the human sleep schedule...nevermind that she has been bought a variety of chew toys, bones, and her very own bed...those things are cute, but aren't all that is required!
I lay here at 2:30 in the morning, in my bed, knowing that in only a few more minutes, Dixie will begin her assault on my sleeping time. What was I thinking? I love my sleep...I miss my sleep!
But then, she pokes her head up on the mattress and cries her sad cry, looking at me with those sweet big eyes, and I melt. All she wants in the world(for the next 20 minutes anyway) is to cuddle up as close as she can to her mom. Who wouldn't love that? To be so loved and needed by something who only knows that you are her world...it is then when the thought that tomorrow will be miserable due to my lack of sleep and the pain from her sharp puppy teeth on my arms and legs dissappear... I suppose it is just practice for the day when we have a newborn keeping us up at night...hopefully, though, he/she won't bite!
She is beautiful, loving, playful, cute enough to make you forget why you are upset with her, and an absolute night terror. *sigh*
Miss Priss is currently running around the room looking for her next victim, also known as anything that can be chewed on. As I am her chew toy of choice, eventually she will abandon her search, and she will come, whining, to my side of the bed. You see, in addition to her need to chew on me, she must also sleep on me to reach her full resting potential. Nevermind that this interferes with the human sleep schedule...nevermind that she has been bought a variety of chew toys, bones, and her very own bed...those things are cute, but aren't all that is required!
I lay here at 2:30 in the morning, in my bed, knowing that in only a few more minutes, Dixie will begin her assault on my sleeping time. What was I thinking? I love my sleep...I miss my sleep!
But then, she pokes her head up on the mattress and cries her sad cry, looking at me with those sweet big eyes, and I melt. All she wants in the world(for the next 20 minutes anyway) is to cuddle up as close as she can to her mom. Who wouldn't love that? To be so loved and needed by something who only knows that you are her world...it is then when the thought that tomorrow will be miserable due to my lack of sleep and the pain from her sharp puppy teeth on my arms and legs dissappear... I suppose it is just practice for the day when we have a newborn keeping us up at night...hopefully, though, he/she won't bite!
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