It was surprisingly good.I didn't want to watch it at first because we all know that film renditions of books rarely turn out well. But, Bridgerton did.
The music is just incredible, the casting was inspired, the sets were stunning, and the dialogue was entrancing. LB2 binged on it as well and loved it just as much as I did. We have similar tastes.
I binged on it last night, and let me tell you that I can't wait for Season 2,3, and 4. If you feel the same, feel free to leave a message below.
As I sit here, I am thinking of all the things I could talk about. Books, movies, music, weather, and family all come to mind. But what I will talk about is the fact that I'm happy to be able to post at all.
Through many trials and struggles, I have managed to get 52 posts up this year. I always feel like I start things only to leave them unfinished. When I first started this blog, I never expected that I would grow attached to it. Even though very few (if any) people read this blog, I like knowing that it exists. That my voice is out there even if the only ones listening are the bots. It makes posting every week a joy and pleasure.
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My Dad is on a all things Tudor History kick. I blame my mom. I'm on a collection spree for him when all I want to do is curl up in my bed and nap. Shark week sucks (all the ladies will understand).
In other news, I got new sd cards. So happy. Feel free to leave a message below.
My Mom and Dad are currently binge watching two different shows. The first is Money Heist. My mom almost throws tantrums when he starts watching it without her. They have one more season to go on that show. The second show they are watching is The Tudors. They send all the young ones to bed so they can watch that.
I think it's cute that they get couple time while watching stuff together. They need time away from their crazy circus. They need to remember what it was like before we were born. Yeah, good luck with that, Mom and Dad. I'll try to keep the laughing and screaming to a minimum but LB2 tickle attacked me the other day and reprisals are in the wind. I make sure there is little to no urine released.
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The past couple of weeks, it has been unseasonably warm. I blame LB2 for complaining about how much he hated November. Personally, I love the cold, crisp feel of the air. And I love my sweater collection. But, it has only just started to feel like the proper season.
If you love that Winter Feeling, feel free to leave a message below.
So, I like books. I can't help that all my life crawling into a story has been more fun than talking to boring, normal people. It is not my fault if you are too basic to hold my attention long. (Hear that, LB2!)
Today, I was getting flack from the Sibs on how many books I have. I honestly believe they need to just get off my back. It is my private digital library and I am the curator. It is my duty to make sure it stays up to date.
They were telling me that I didn't need any more books, that I had enough. It was a bunch of interlocking series. I needed to get them. I need to know what happens to every one. And No I, do not have a problem.
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The other day I had the pleasure of reading two books in her Parish Orphans of Devon series. I read books 1 & 3 so believe me when I say that you can read them out of order.
Her Victorian-era novels are entrancing and addicting. I plan on reading the rest of her books when I can find time to sit down long enough to think. It's been a mite busy here lately.
And yes that is why I missed last week's post. My life got a little out of hand and I couldn't make it to a keyboard. But, here I am folks! Giving you a 2 for 1 deal. Kinda like what Marvel's doing with their new series "Hawkeye"! (Yes, I am a MarvelGirl, Don't judge me!) I am super pumped over it. Do you all know that Hawkeye had, all in all, about 6 minutes of airtime in the MCU? He did.
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