I've watched an entire season of Gilmore Girls in two days. I'm filled to the brim with spectacular quotes and no one to share them with. Kevin HATES the Gilmores, hate perhaps is too light, he loathes it, it fills him with ire, his feelings for Gilmore Girls rival those of the Unibomber and Oklahoma City. (Did I mention I've watched a lot of Gilmore Girls?)
Why so much Gilmore Girls? Easy. No Cable. No job. Our new house is pretty much put together and Ellie's tired me of making her dance for my pleasure. I need to make friends or become gain fully employed. I've alphabatized our dvds, our books, and our food. Ok, not the food but there's always tomorrow.
So, now without a great tranisition - I LOVE MY NEW HOUSE!!! It's as close to perfect as I could hope for. I shall take pictures once I get batteries and then I shall be posted. Ellie likes it too, except for the cows that scare her when they moo (or lowe if you will). That's right cows. We live a stones throw from several ranches. I assume they're ranches - they have cows, cows that become yummy steak and are pretty to look at before they become my next Strip Steak. I digress.
We live in a cute small town about 30 miles outside of the Country Music Capital. We have yet to meet anyone famous, but the people who used to live in our house know a lot of famous (to me) people. The wife works for INO records (Mercy Me, the Afters, and more) and the husband plays bass for the Afters and some other bands that I've forgotten. They don't know it yet but we have plans to force them to be our friends and introduce us to their famous musician friends. It's only a matter of time.
So tomorrow I shall find to find new ways to entertain myself between interviews. Hopefully I shall soon be employed and all my creative, crazy, energy can be put to use making piles of cash. Ok, maybe not piles, but at least a stack large enough to pay our bills.
Ta ta for now dear friends. (See, too much energy + Gilmore girls + boredom = craziness from Bridget. But you all love me for it.)
March (Catching Up Post)
8 years ago
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