We don't watch a lot of TV--although I must admit that I would happily watch more if I had more time. Nick and I agree on a series and then we watch together.
(He's on his own with Archer.)
I wanted to start Outlander ages ago, but I took the wrong approach. I was all, Outlander! Romance! Love! Hot men in kilts! Claire + Jamie 4EVR!
Nick was not intrigued.
And then finally I realized and was like, "Shall we try Outlander? It's historical, but mostly about SEX and SCOTLAND."
Nick was all, "Well, you know I have Scottish ancestry." (Oh? Tell me more...)
Yah. So we've been watching, and they have these delicious accents and I found myself wondering why it was that I never ever even kissed a Scottish guy? In fact, in my traveling youth, why didn't I head to Scotland and have a torrid affair with kilt-wearing, Gaelic-speaking Scotsman?
Seriously. Why? Why? I do not know.
It's one more thing on my list of things I will now never do, like cocaine or a threesome.
I'm not saying I should have done all those things...more like, they're choices I never made, and are now long gone.
But. Perhaps I should talk Nick into buying a kilt?
(Maybe one that matches his gold jacket?)
They may take our lives...
Happy Friday, all!
My husband's into Archer too now a days, all on his own! But together, we are about ye deep in Game of Thrones and Hannibal. We got out of Californication at the right time. I dont know what anybody would do with this information now.
ReplyDeleteHaha! What does anyone do with this kind of info? We are way into Game of Thrones as well. And Orphan Black. And Peaky Blinders is starting up again soon!!!
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