Happy Wednesday y’all!
So. I have a confession to make.
You see, I’ve been looking for ways to relax a bit and one of the ways people relax is through watching television shows. So I thought I’d give it a go. I haven’t really watched TV since Buffy the Vampire Slayer saved the world with the help of Spike and her friends. And then there was that short season of early motherhood when my son was a fussy newborn and I was clueless and we spent many early, early mornings watching What Not To Wear and Monk.
But now? Where do I start? What do I watch? It should probably be something fantasy related, you know. That way I can join in on the discussions that seems so prevalent around me.
So I tried Once Upon a Time. Unfortunately, Netflix only had season 3. Nope. No thank you. I will pass. BUT I have been told from several people that I need to start at season 1. So…maybe I will give it another shot. Maybe.
Doctor Who. Oh, the Doctor… I started with the 9th Doctor. You never forget your first Doctor, no? I enjoyed it and made it all the way to season two episode nine. I did like it, don’t get me wrong. I just didn’t like the play on the emotions. And So. Much. Tension! Of epic proportions too yet. Every episode was like a three hour movie crammed into whatever length those shows were. Sorry. I can’t handle all those feelings, emotional roller coasters, and high tension with not much reprieve AND knowing there is more heartache to come. A movie yes, but a TV show? Still I was slowly making my way through the shows when I was okay with my heart being ripped to shreds but then Netflix dropped it. So. I blame Netflix? Ha!
Big Bang Theory. What? Really? My hubby was watching it the other day, so I sat down and watched a few shows. Perhaps, I caught them at a bad time. The flippant sex. Let’s be angry and dislike each other, but hey, let’s sleep together and lie to our friends. Yeah. But the other thing that got to me was the characters. Some of them felt like they could be on the spectrum, and the jokes and the audience laughter just hit me wrong. You see, my son was diagnosed with high functioning autism. And I couldn’t help picture him in their shoes. Not to mention this came on the heels of an adult’s negative reaction to another adult on the spectrum. So, no, this show was a no-go for me.
Well, I nearly gave up. But then I discovered that Murder, She Wrote was on Netflix. I cannot explain the pure happiness this show brings me. When I was a kid, I caught few shows here and there and fell in love with it. So the show is not a stranger to me, but it’s been awhile!
So, there you have it. That is my confession. I can’t do all these cool shows. (For one thing, no time!) But I really appreciate this slower moving show with a widow writer solving murders. That and My Little Pony and Tinkerbell. Can you tell I have young kiddos at home?
Please don’t take my geek card. Ha!
One of these days I am going to write a Murder, She Wrote meets Artemis Fowl meets Lord of the Rings. Or something like that. 😀 (I actually already have a rough idea, started world-building and everything. That is why I love NaNoWriMo, ha!)
Ever feel like the odd duck out? What’s one thing everyone seems to love, but you don’t?
And what are your favorite shows? I might be persuaded to explore some more. 😉