This blog is being interrupted because we are binge watching Game of Thrones. We started watching it years ago, but not having HBO made it difficult. We’re almost done the first season.
Now Ned knows Cersi’s kids aren’t Robert’s. Sansa wants to marry Joffery. Terion just escaped death at the Erie.
What are you watching and how’s it going?
With all this bloodshed on TV I now leave you something cute. Thanks to Sandra for posing this little challenge.
What a nuisance bedtime is. Kids hate it. Parents hate that their kids hate it. For us in the Northern Hemisphere (the top of the world) it stays lighter laters. There was still a hint of daylight left tonight at 8:30. You can imagine how bright it was 2 hours earlier.
Crash was outside at that time. He poked his head in the door and asked if I could come outside with him. I told him, “No. It’s 6:30. Time to come in get yogurt.” He knows the word yogurt means get ready for bed. I bet you think he came right inside, don’t you?
He didn’t. He went back outside to jump on the trampoline. 45 minutes later he was in bed reading. He had his “bedlunch”. He brushed, flossed, and rinsed. He was in pajamas. Reading. The same was true for his little brother.
Now all is quiet.
Except for the TV. We’re watching Blindspot. Zapato just got knocked out by a gunman. Good times. After this we’ll catch up on The Voice that we missed Monday and Tuesday. Sleep is for the weak.
My reward for getting the kids to bed is that I get to stay up late and watch shows with guns and violence and “that’s convenient and just in time” thrills.
What’s your guilty pleasure after the kids go to bed?
This one. It’s the end of the day. I didn’t think of anything to write. So now I’m parked in front of the TV watching America’s Got Talent. I’m not sure how, but I’ve gotten sucked in. I would go running, but it’s getting late and I’m chaparoning a field trip tomorrow. Therefore, my running shoes don’t fit tonight.
Plus, I’m just passing the time until Ninja Warrior comes on. I’m not really a fan of reality shows, or at least that’s what I keep telling myself. But Ninja Warrior is different. I enjoy watching the athleticism of the contastants as they manipulate the obstacle course. Naturally, I would love the chance to try it myself.
A revalation I’ve had while watching is that theones who make it through aren’t the strongest, aren’t the most ripped, muscular, aren’t the biggest show-offs. Instead, the ones who complete the course are the most focused, determined, and take that extra second to think themselves through. They’re athletically smart. They’ve trained and trained hard. That million dollar reward is quite an incentive, too.
Turns out that both shows I’m watching tonight are reruns. Oh well, the evening is calm and cool, the windows are open and I’m relaxing.
Tomorrow I’ll tell all y’all about the science show we’re going to. Peace out.