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Time to Lighten Up
Thought I might end the week (and thusly begin the new week) with some happy thoughts.
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Last night, I was listening to the local radio station and they were interviewing a local college football hero (because my town is only about a half hour away from Illinois State University).
RadioGuy: So... Favorite professional football player?
Hero: Ummm, that's a difficult one. [pause] I like the tight end. I like to watch all of the tight ends.
Me (to husband sitting next to me in the car): Is there any other reason to watch football?
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Yesterday and today I've been listening to Alan Rickman read "The Return of the Native" on my trip to and from work. I get in one disc each way. I've listened to three and there are 13 total. Yummmy 15 hours of Alan Rickman's voice! So far I don't know what the heck is going on in the story other than a bunch of people were up on the hills making bonfires, some guy all colored red was bringing a lady to town in his cart and another lady is in love with some guy who doesn't love her. I'm through chapter nine, so I'm not doing too good am I? I get distracted by "the voice." Well, and the story is very British, content and words, so some of it, okay most of it, I don't understand. But hey, I'll just keep playing it over and over.
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So my "sudden" fangirling of Alan Rickman has sort of scared my 18-year-old son. He seems to think I'm too old for this sort of thing. He even wonders if maybe he was adopted?? But he has one bit of approval. At least I'm not fangirling some guy half my age. "Because that would be gross!"
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Last night, I was listening to the local radio station and they were interviewing a local college football hero (because my town is only about a half hour away from Illinois State University).
RadioGuy: So... Favorite professional football player?
Hero: Ummm, that's a difficult one. [pause] I like the tight end. I like to watch all of the tight ends.
Me (to husband sitting next to me in the car): Is there any other reason to watch football?
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Yesterday and today I've been listening to Alan Rickman read "The Return of the Native" on my trip to and from work. I get in one disc each way. I've listened to three and there are 13 total. Yummmy 15 hours of Alan Rickman's voice! So far I don't know what the heck is going on in the story other than a bunch of people were up on the hills making bonfires, some guy all colored red was bringing a lady to town in his cart and another lady is in love with some guy who doesn't love her. I'm through chapter nine, so I'm not doing too good am I? I get distracted by "the voice." Well, and the story is very British, content and words, so some of it, okay most of it, I don't understand. But hey, I'll just keep playing it over and over.
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So my "sudden" fangirling of Alan Rickman has sort of scared my 18-year-old son. He seems to think I'm too old for this sort of thing. He even wonders if maybe he was adopted?? But he has one bit of approval. At least I'm not fangirling some guy half my age. "Because that would be gross!"
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