A Supernatural Obsession

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I love being a nerd!

As most of you know, I work from home.  I have a room with a beautiful antique desk and credenza set up to meet my every need.  It even has T’s old futon (from the time he redecorated his room to be a collage dorm) that will fold out for when I have more guests that just the guest room will hold.  It’s a great room.

During the holidays, my job is slow, and since T is home, I usually work from the living room.  I love my couch. It’s so comfy and has multiple recliners.  It was during the holidays that I discovered the show Supernatural.  TNT runs a three hour block every morning and since there is nothing else on TV, one day I decided to watch it.  So much better than I expected it to be!  It actually fills all my TV needs: drama, mystery, investigation, character development and most importantly, Sci Fi.  I love being a nerd!

When I had my dental issues, I moved back to the couch.  It was just easier and more comfortable.  And, yes, I could watch Supernatural on TV! Shortly thereafter it was Spring Break.  Well, T is gone to stay with my parents, I’m alone in the house, work is light, and so I figured this was the time to catch up on the Supernatural series – Netflix is a wonderful thing!

Being an addictive personality, I operate like this:

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I’m currently addicted, obsessed, enthralled even! I didn’t discover this until the Friday of Spring Break when my dad called, wanted me to run to Target with him and Mr. T.  No problem!  I love Target.  On the ride there he asked if I’d seen this particular news story.  No, I must have missed it.  That was when it dawned on me.  I hadn’t watched any real TV that week.  All I had watched was Supernatural on Netflix.  Okay, maybe one or two shows from my DVR.  But, no news, no fluff, no nothing.  It was a Supernatural Spring Break!

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Who wouldn’t be obsessed with this guy? ❤ Dean Winchester

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Dean and Cass

The show is also full of witty one-liners.  The writers do a great job of creating the scene and moving it forward.

Sam: Why did you let me sleep?  Dean: Cause I’m an awesome brother.

Sam and Dean getting in the car: Driver picks the tunes, shotgun shuts his cake hole.

Dean (talking to Castiel, the Angel): We’re humans.  And when humans want something really, really bad, we lie.  Cass: Why? Dean: Because that’s how you become President

Bobby: Get the hell off my property before I blast you so full of rock salt, you crap margaritas.

(Cop talking to Dean)  Cop: So fake US Marshal, fake credit cards… You got anything that is real? Dean: My boobs.  (he gets cuffed after that!)

You get the idea!

I’ve missed the first half of the latest season, and it’s killing me.  But, my DVR is set, so I won’t miss anymore. And I’ve been scouring the internet to find free copies of the first half of this season so that I can catch up.

Now, I’m passing my obsession along to you! Be a nerd with me! Drink the Kool-Aid! You won’t regret it! To get you started, here is a YouTube of one of my favorite outtakes from the show! Even if you never watch the show, this is so worth it!

Currently all of my social media is hooked up to Supernatural.  They show up on my Facebook, Twitter and Pinterest. Yup, I’m addicted.  And I LIKE IT!!!

Here are some more pictures, just to share my obsession with you!

Crack is Too Good to Waste…

…So I ate it after my dog.

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Shorty at this years Halloween party. Hanging out in the kitchen with us.

You all know my dog Shorty, the best chihuahua in the world.  He doesn’t know a stranger.  He’s not a yipper or an ankle biter.  He’s a cuddler, a lover.  He is also a good guard dog, he lets me know if anyone is on my property.  I love that about him.

Tonight, he’s not the best dog in the world, he’s the dog that got into my crack.  Now, before you get all upset, let me explain.  A few months ago I went to Taco Bell while Mr. T was out of town, and they had this new menu item, a cookie sandwich.  I got one, I tried it and I was in heaven.  This thing is pure bliss. A few days later I went back just so I could order one.  When Mr. T got back into town, I was like “we have to have Taco Bell tonight, they have these amazing sandwich cookies, they are like crack!” (For the record, I’ve never done crack, so, I could be wrong, these could be nothing like crack (and I really don’t know which drug that really is) but to me these are what I imagine crack would be like!)

From that moment on, T and I have referred to these cookies as crack.  It’s Friday and I cook all week long so that we can indulge Friday nights.  Tonight he was trying to decide between Taco Casa and Taco Bell.  Normally, we prefer Taco Casa and that is where he was leaning… and then I said “but Taco Bell has crack.”  We went to the Bell.

I ate my dinner and took a bite of my crack.  Then I sat it down and had to step away for a few minutes.  I came back and Shorty was looking awfully guilty.  I looked over and he’d gotten in my chair, dug into the bag, opened the bag and had been eating my crack.  “Shorty, bad dog, get outside!!”  He ran.  I sat down and looked at my cookie… what was left of it. Several thoughts went through my brain. He’d only had a few bites.  Licked some of the frosting.  He must have had a few chocolate chips, I hope he doesn’t get sick.  Aren’t dogs mouths suppose to be pretty clean?

So, before I did what we all know I was contemplating, I sent out a text to two of my friends, both with dogs.  Both who understand my crack addiction and both who have been by my side all week long as I’ve gone through everything I went through this week.  I figure if anyone was going to be able to tell me “No, step away from the crack!” it would be them.

Bert said his son shares popsicles with his dog and he hasn’t died yet.  And Erica said “um, yes you can [eat after him]”.

That’s all I needed!  I did pick off one part of the cookie, but not cause Shorty nibbled on it… he’d licked all the frosting off, the cookie isn’t the same without the creamy frosting middle.

Yup, that just happened.  I ate after my dog.  But that crack was too good to waste!!

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Taco Bell cookie sandwich, aka – crack!