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Seven Binge-Worthy Netflix Series

7qt_lyceum_v2I’ve only ever blogged about when to stop watching a series, so I thought I’d bring the positivity today and suggest some series to start watching. Just in case anyone is bored, can’t sleep, or is on bed-rest (which is HORRIFIC for those of you who haven’t experienced it.)

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Black Mirror – depressing future world, blah, blah. But I didn’t have a book handy and I wasn’t sleepy, so I started it. Each episode is a completely different future. If it were a book it would be a page-turner! (BTW, don’t bother to correct my grammar. “If it were” is the past imperfect tense. Only 9% of English speakers use it. It’s much more commonly used in Spanish.)

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Stranger Things – I paused this about thirty seconds in to see if Stephen King had suddenly decided to do script-writing. The font of the title is even Stephen King’s. And yes, I do realize how weird it is that I can recognize his font. I’m okay with that. The whole series could have come straight out of one of his novels. And I don’t mean one of his many books that have been turned into pale, poorly cast imitations of variations upon his movies, either. When I saw him (yes, saw him in person in the middle of a raging thunderstorm *insert smug smile and hair flip*) he made it clear he doesn’t have any interest in the movies made from his books. In his own words, “There’s one movie I will always think of when I hear the name Tim Curry, and it’s not ‘It’!” Yes, I stood and cheered at that comment. But the brothers who did this series are clearly huge fans. Just watch it.

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Santa Clarita Diet – I’m not a Drew Barrymore fan. Honestly, I haven’t been impressed with anything she’s done since E.T. So I was surprised by how much I enjoyed her acting in this series. I know, the premise sounds stupid, but how would your family react if you suddenly started craving human flesh? She and her husband are realtors, which I think is brilliant. I truly can’t watch some of the shows on HGTV anymore because I imagine them munching on feet between takes. (Flip or Flop? Seriously? There’s no other possible reason they’re still on TV other than that their producers are afraid of being eaten.)

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Lost Girl – This one had a long time between seasons, so when the fifth season came out I watched the first four seasons again first to catch up. I’m glad I did, since I’d forgotten a lot. It’s got true BFFs, a love triangle, the supernatural, and just enough action/adventure. It’s more about the mystery and the magical creatures, but there are some political maneuverings thrown in. The costume department is heavy on black leather and high heels, and their eyeliner person probably has to be replaced each year due to carpal tunnel, but it’s fun!

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Grace and Frankie –  With this all-star cast you’d expect something serious and meaningful. We’re talking Jane Fonda, Martin Sheen, Lily Tomlin, and Sam Waterston. And the supporting actors are no slouches, either! Instead, we get comedy and unexpected friendships. A new season was just released, and I will totally binge-watch the whole thing in a couple of days. It’s that good.

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Glitch – Do you love hearing an Australian accent? Think zombies are a cool concept? You’ll love this – watch ASAP!

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No Filter – Oopsie – this isn’t a series, it’s a movie. But it resounded with me so completely that I added it to my list of recommendations. Here’s how Wikipedia describes it: “When a woman visits a Chinese doctor, she discovers her pain is due to pent-up rage, and the only cure is to fully express herself, whatever may come.” Yeah, sound like anyone you know? If only my behavior in recent months had decreased my pain 🙁

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Dory and Steve and Me Being Pissy!

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It has been a couple of weeks, so I’ll update you first on John’s job at the movie theater, which he really does enjoy.  Nothing too crazy has been found in the theaters during cleanup (thank goodness), except a mostly empty baggie of what John referred to as “the Devil’s lettuce”. I have no idea where he picked that one up, but it was new to me.  I keep picturing a cartoon devil looking sadly at his wedge of iceberg lettuce. John took me to see Finding Dory today, and it was wonderful. I should watch more children’s movies, especially Disney/Pixar ones. During the previews I was excited to see they are remaking Pete’s Dragon. I loved the cartoon version, so I’m anxiously awaiting what the wonders of CGI will bring!

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I live in Louisville, KY, so our city honored the passing of one of the most well-known figures in the world the Friday after he passed away (Muhammad Ali). Native Louisvillians know what to do on days like that; when roads are blocked, businesses closed, hotels booked solid, and parts of the city off-limits to anyone who doesn’t live there or can’t afford the astronomical prices to be there . . . we stay home. But that Sunday, with 2,400 of my closest friends, I saw Stephen King. He came on stage in an old T-shirt and baggy jeans and talked to all of us as if we were in his living room. Meanwhile, an unexpected storm swirled around us, with thunder, lightning, and pelting rain that was probably sent by Vincent Price himself 🙂 The walking, standing, and sitting required to see him put me in bed, unable even to read his newest book, for two days. But it was 100% worth it!

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Of course one of those days was the best hair day I’ve had in years. I noticed it as I passed by a mirror in the bathroom. It’s a shame there has no one but the dogs to appreciate it. After all, I know full well they were thinking, “So what, the hair on the top of your head looks nice. Big whoop. My entire body is covered with fur and I look fabulous!”
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I limped in to see my chiropractor the first day I could walk as far as my car. He has such a knack for expressing medical terms in everyday analogies.  When I told him about sitting, standing, and walking much more than I was able and having spent the last two days in bed he said immediately, “It was the standing more than anything. Does your cane have a seat you can use to sit?” I admitted it didn’t, and he explained that when I’d been standing even though I’d shifted positions frequently gravity was compressing my entire spinal column. When he said that I laughingly admitted that I hadn’t weighed myself since the event, because I felt so much heavier. It felt as though I had double the force of gravity pulling me down, and I was surprised my wood floors didn’t crack with every step I took. I left that day feeling much lighter 🙂

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I want to have a Nerium Twitter Party soon, but even though I’ve tweeted it out daily and put it on FB every other day I haven’t had a single response. I even logged in as my husband to make sure the link and survey were working. I want to give away the prizes people WANT, not just what I happen to have on hand. So if you’re at all interested in anti-aging for the face or body, or a brain supplement, please browse my Nerium site and fill out my survey about what you would most like to win. I have 900 Twitter followers, so if I can’t get at least 50 people interested enough in a Twitter Party to fill out a survey then it’s probably time for me to cull the herd drastically and try a different approach.

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Any moms out there who didn’t get a Mother’s Day card, call, or at least a freakin’ text or FB post from one of their children? How about Father’s Day? Any dads feeling left out, unloved, unappreciated? My parents divorced when I was twelve and I think I always sent him a card and/or called him. I hope I did. I know when I was older I made sure to include him in everything, or at least offer to include him. It’s hard with blended families. But Michael and I will have been married 30 years this summer. And Michael is the best father any boy could have. I don’t understand it.

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I went to my second meeting of my local Chronic Pain Support Group. I’d been hesitant, because everyone there seemed to have Fibromyalgia, which I don’t know much about. But this time we discussed “dry needling” (which got me through my eldest son’s wedding without collapsing) and then everyone’s diseases and symptomatology. I was not the only person there without Fibro (thank goodness!) but could relate to many more of the symptoms than I thought. My hyper-acute sense of smell, for example. Everything I use must be unscented (try finding unscented shampoo-just try!) and waiting rooms at doctor’s offices are torture chambers. Cigarette smoke, perfume, halitosis, body odor. I buy handkerchiefs, soak them in vinegar, and dry them to hold to my nose. I just pretend I have allergies. It’s the Ohio Valley – if you don’t have allergies you haven’t lived here long enough!

Then the Nurse Practitioner at my Pain Management doc’s office (because people with chronic pain are too “high-risk” for their Internal Medicine docs to treat and after a few years don’t bring in enough money to be seen by a doctor or even fill out a “symptoms today” form that the ARNP won’t look at) told me, “Don’t take the Hydrocodone until you need it. You’ll develop a tolerance to it.” I just stared at her. If she’d even glanced at my chart she’d have seen I’ve been fighting this battle since 2009, that her employer was the fourth pain management doctor I’d seen because I’d fired the other three (two have since been shut down), and that her own boss had labelled me “tried all conservative therapy, has had all indicated surgeries and procedures. Failed neck. Failed back.” I am never without pain of at least 6/10. If she has a witch doctor I’d be happy to sit while he danced around me with freshly be-headed chickens. Otherwise I’d prefer not to pay $35 once a month to hear her uninformed opinion.

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Babies and Books and Boots – Oh My!

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My name is Angie and I’m a book addict. I once gave up fiction for Lent. It got ugly quickly. Since I haven’t had the money to buy books in a while I don’t actually need a rolling library ladder, but I still want one. There are books in every room of my house except the bathrooms, and I have huge boxes of books that need shelf space. I already gave away the ones I didn’t want to read again. Perhaps instead of crown molding in every room I’ll have a shelf. And a light-weight ladder I can move myself. Along with the bazillion books I have on Kindle that should work out just fine. (Note to self: check Pinterest.)

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Speaking of books, I have a lot of shelf space devoted to Stephen King. I don’t read other authors in the horror genre, but his style of writing just entrances me.  Whatever he writes I’ll read. I’ve had to borrow his last several books from the library instead of buying first editions, but I’ve read them all. This Sunday evening, thanks to my fabulous husband, I’ll be in the audience with a friend while he talks. We’ll all get copies of his new book, which he may read from. Since he’s never been to Kentucky before for a signing or a speaking engagement I don’t know what to expect. But it will be over ninety degrees and humid, and he’s getting on in years and is used to the weather in Maine. We’ll be at an outdoor amphitheatre, so I’m just hoping he doesn’t suffer heat stroke.

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I also hope I can make it through the event. I have concocted a special ice-pack that lasts  a full eight hours (I promise to post about it later), I made a special trip to Goodwill for all-cotton, loose, breathable clothing. I’m even taking extra meds since my friend Lisa volunteered to drive. I’m taking a hat and a cane and chairs so we can sit or lie down in the line at the Ampitheatre.  The chairs can’t go in, so I’ll just leave them at the door and pray some asshat doesn’t steal them. They were Goodwill purchases as well, but I’m rather fond of them. We’ll get there early, since only half of the seats are covered, but it will be worth it. We’ll take food and drinks for the “in line” portion of the evening, tossing out whatever’s left when we enter. Then after we listen we’ll be called up by section to pick up our books (not sure why they aren’t just doing this at the entrance, but no one asked my opinion).

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Sorry I’m a day late, but I tend to do my writing before bed, and if I wait too late (and have already taken my muscle relaxer) even I don’t know what I’m talking about when I read it!

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Last night was baby-sitting night, which I look forward to all week. The 18-month-old and 5-month-old boys I co-sit with their GiGi are just the most handsome, brilliant, well-behaved children ever. Yes, I love my own two boys dearly, but Aaron never slept and John was completely fearless, a quality best appreciated much later in life. But the smells, sounds, snuggles – if someone could bottle that and sell it we’d never need anti-depressants. There is something wonderful about young children that I’m quite sure God designed to keep their poor exhausted mothers from just locking them in a closet for an hour so they could take a shower and eat a sandwich.

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Of course God has a different plan once children hit seventeen. Then he makes even the most perfect and angelic child “borrow” your wallet and forget to put it back in your purse on a day you are going shopping. Or tell you they will be home at midnight and not be home yet at three (that was last night). My theory is that we, as parents, are supposed to get so annoyed with them that we aren’t quite so upset when they go away to college or move out of the house. Good try, God, but even though the furthest away my baby will go is one hour and forty minutes away (closest one hour) I’m not going to be ready for it. *sigh*

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On the up side, I am now the proud owner of these gorgeous boots!boots
which I’ve been stalking at a consignment store for about three months. I thought I could get them for 25% off during their Memorial Day sale, but evidently Yippee Ki Yay is part of the Old Gringo brand, and therefore designer, which they never discount. But this past Thursday they held a three-hour Ladies Night sale with 30% everything in the store – including designer accessories! There were women who’d been there for two hours, clutching the designer bags locked to the endcaps. With the two laundry baskets of too-big clothes I’d taken in over the past several months applied to store credit I nabbed these $300 boots for $10. And when I put them on I feel like Miranda Lambert and Prince combined. Only fabulous things will happen when I wear these boots!

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