Big Love

What can I say, I am a die-hard Big Love fan. I mean beyond the average, "yeah, that's a great show."  No.  I am crazy in love with this show.
 I really can't explain it, there is something so special about these characters, I feel so attached to them after following them for so many years, , their trials and tribulations. I can identify with them so much because though I am a Baha'i, I was raised primarily around LDS families. none of them were Polygamous, but many of the fundamental beliefs, mannerisms and traditions are what I grew up around for most of my life. In a weirdo way I feel like I know these people.
Now it is the final season, and I can't take it- it's heartbreaking. I think I could have handled it better if they'd ended things last year, it was pure chaos. Truly a mess, the whole season was.  It was such a mess, in fact, that it almost caused me to forget the family I'd fallen in love with in the first place. They were so different and less than delightfully bizarre.

 But not any more.

Finally, FINALLY they have come back. Almost like a long lost friend, here are my Hendricksons , the writers brought them back to life and back to the original meaning of the show. Family and love. That's what it has always been about, until the drama became more important for whatever reason, be it ratings, keeping up with True Blood, I don't know what happened. Over the years, the episodes took place less and less inside any of their homes, and more everywhere else imaginable. But so far, in the two incredible episodes that we've had in this our parting season, I see how they have brought them back to the core principle (pardon the pun) of Big Love- the family. My major was in Family Studies and dynamics, so I have a strong interest in these issues of family in all shapes and forms. I am absolutely fascinated with this show, it has opened my eyes to a lot of things I'd never thought about or considered before. That is the mark of a wonderful program, and one that I wish more than anything would stay. I know there is no changing that fact that this is the last season for Big Love.... but for now all I can do is just love it and look forward to every Sunday I have with them. Boy, am I going to miss it.

Baby bun a-bakin'

Well, I am 13 weeks and 1 day pregnant, and I am growing (in more ways than one) more and more excited with each passing day!  I am starting to show, which is wonderful, and the 1st trimester nausea and ickiness seems to have passed, but we shall see. My poor Mom was sick when she was carrying me for nearly the whole 9 months, so I am not counting the tummy aches gone just yet.
Only about 6 or 7 weeks to go before we find out if we are having a little girl, or another little boy. I don't have any preference either way, all I pray for every day is that he or she is healthy and safe. I don't have any thoughts either, via intuition, as to which I may be carrying- I thought my son was going to be a girl, so I think my intuition may need a bit of tweaking!  I feel this time that the baby is a girl also, so I guess we'll see!  :)

A Loss of Power

It is one of the coldest days we've had since we moved here, in my opinion, and all I can say is thank Goodness for a fireplace! A power wire in town melted in half and fell to the ground, catching the grass below on fire and causeing our street to lose all power! It was unbelievably cold, and as I said, I am so grateful that we have our fireplace because it kept us warm for hours into a dark night before it finally came back on.
 And even as I write this I feel so shallow and spoiled. I imagine how cold I was, and then I am reminded that there are families who not only do not have a fireplace on days and nights like these, but who haven't even a home to live in. We are so blessed, and I wish there was something I could do, especially when I step outside and have a coat to wear and so many other comforts to ease any winter discomfort. And there are so many people who don't have anything.  It really puts things into perspective, I tell you.
I also think about my love of history, where were no electric heaters, only the warm glow of candles and fireplaces, woodstoves and outside barrels. And yet I complain about the cold....

A BUN IN THE OVEN!!!!

Yep, it's true!!!!  I'm expecting my second child and I am so excited!!!!  10 weeks along and (hopefully) past the morning sickness stage- it rears it's head every once in a while, but today was good.  Cravings are getting delightfully weird, I love it- Kalamata olives and Bunny Tracks ice cream! So awesome!
Not much else to report now, but will try to be more active on here- I keep saying that, and then keep failing, but I'll continue to work on it!    :)