Even though she's posted spoiler alerts, I couldn't resist reading some of Rachel Balducci's recent posts about the show on her Testosterhome blog, and my interest in continuing on with the series began to grow. And actually, on Super Bowl Sunday, I watched two episodes back-to-back with my mother (and thanks to that black-out at the Superdome, I didn't miss as much of the game as I thought I was going to and was still able to catch most of the 4th quarter with my dad). Something MAJOR happened to one of the characters on that fateful Sunday, and you'd think that it would have ruined everything for me as far as becoming a follower of the show goes...but somehow it didn't. I really only watched that night to keep Mom company while Dad watched football; but in reality I just got sucked right in. The show is so well-written and well-acted, and the characters have such depth. It's hard to resist.
Anyway, my hubby and I decided to buy the second season from Vudu so that we could watch it together. (We got nine hours' worth of shows for $14.99--which is a heck of a lot cheaper than two tickets for one two-hour movie at the theater.) We've been going through the episodes two or three at a time when he's home from work--having "Downton Abbey" date nights. My husband is not just suffering through it for my sake, either. He really likes the show--although he says if he had to put into words exactly why this is so, he couldn't.
I've seen the Academy Award-winning film of the same name, but until now I'd never read the book from which the movie was made. I am only a few chapters into it so far, but I can already tell that this is going to be an extraordinary book. The subject matter is fascinating all on its own; but Werfel's storytelling skill and his beautiful prose bring it so beautifully to life.
Although I'm always looking for that next great novel, and this one is a critically acclaimed international bestseller, it never crossed my mind before to read it. I'm so glad that I volunteered to be a book reviewer for CahtolicFiction.net, and that this is the first book for which I will write a review.
I rarely have seven interesting things happening in my own life to write about, and today is no exception. So here's where I tell you it's time to go on over to Jennifer Fulwiler's Conversion Diary, where you'll find some amazing "7 Quick Takes Friday" posts by a host of much-more-interesting bloggers than I.
But before I sign off, though, here's a plug for my husband. (He likes to tell me that I can always write about him if I'm having trouble coming up with topics.) We've been an item since he asked me to "go with" him way back in the summer of 1973, and I hate to think what my life would have been like if we hadn't made it through our four-year college separation and gotten married as soon as humanly possible after graduation. When he left for Notre Dame in the fall of 1976, I was sure he'd find someone new out there (in which case, I tell him, I would have joined the convent), but we made it. And I just adore this man, who in some ways will always be the 15-year-old-boy I fell in love with.
[Swoon.] Okay, now really...go on over to Conversion Diary. I'll just be sitting here, mooning over this old picture of my boyfriend...
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