I'm Hooked

We've been doing this and that...and the other thing.

It has just been a busy week over here. Hubby was out of town for work, soccer games, I cleaned out the storage room and lived to tell about it.

And Lincoln declared this the "boys table"...

Oh and wait, I have become addicted to something on Netflix.

It's true. I am hooked and I'm not ashamed to admit it.

I know that the rest of the world watched Friday Night Lights a few years back - but me? Well, I just started. Sweet mercy, to say I am "a little into it" is like saying "I kind of like Target".

I am not usually a huge TV show person, mainly because I can hardly keep my eyes open if I sit down after the children are in bed. You know, cause all those little feet keep me moving all day long.

But friends, I started watching one night a couple weeks back and I can't look away. I CAN'T.

I am so concerned with how Eric & Tammi are going to make it through the pressure of the football season, and how Tim Riggins is ever going to have a chance in life without parents to guide him, not to mention the fact that Smash just got suspended for 3 games and how on earth are we EVER going to make it to state without him???

You see how I am saying "we" instead of "they"? I might as well move my family to Dillon.

Sorry. Clearly, it's a problem. Talk some sense into me, would ya?

So anyway, I'm off to make some dinner, fold another load of laundry, head out to a soccer game, put my little loves to bed...and then try not to get sucked into watching episode after episode till well after midnight.

I'll let you know how that goes.

Hope you're having a good week!