My TV BFFs

Why do I become emotionally attached to the fictitious characters in my favorite TV shows? Loralai, Phoebe, CJ, Kate – to name a few. [sigh] I can’t even really control this dynamic in my life. It just sort of happens. And I don’t even watch that much TV. But, when I’m sold on a series, I’m sold…

And so these people become strange elements of my thoughts. You know… Like, wondering if Kate will end up with Jack or Sawyer, for example. And I’m convinced that Kate and I would be friends in real life (just like I’m certain that Sandra Bullock and I would make GREAT friends, but she’s real, so that doesn’t count for this post).

Anyway (since y’all did an overwhelmingly amazing job of telling the www what you were watching yesterday) (and I enjoyed every comment) today we will be sharing the names of our secret TV friends.

You know you have them. The ones who you wonder about between shows. The ones you want to dress like. Or hang out with. Or you think you know.

Yes. Them.

Go on. Tell the whole wide inter-world who they are…

To reward you for your patience, I have pictures. I have pictures! I have PICTURES!!!!

Drew let me buy this rug, bless him. Which was a bit larger and more expensive than the original rug my mom & I picked out the day before. He even made the exchange without me. (Note the funky floor lamp by the front door, because I have TWO of them. TWO!)

About two hours after closing, the kitchen had been taken over by drip cloths, paint rollers, and blue strip tape... I & my most amazing friend, our pastor's wife, were in a painting frenzy. (And, yes, the hanging lamp in the back corner will soon be something a bit more... me.)

Who cares if it wasn't really "fire weather" last Friday night?!? And who cares how long it took Drew to locate dry fire wood??? And I'm not even going to mention how long it took him to get the fire going. It was marvelous.

Yes, I did squeal when I saw this in Lowe's on Saturday. My mom squealed, too, because she knew I've ALWAYS wanted a glider. And I squealed again when Drew said I could actually get it!!! (We had a glider fight a few months ago. I won't go there.)

I haven't seen flowers in February in... hmm... 3 1/2 years. :) We have yellow daffodils, which are descendants of my great grandmother's daffodils (my granny brought them). And pink tiny thingies. And these beautiful white azaleas. Divine. Simply divine.

This table was white... for about 48 hours. I quickly converted it into a shiny black table, with the help of my grandfather who was once a master painter. Did I mention that I absolutely LOVE the kitchen? Y'all. I do. Oh how I do.