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Do you see me doing the happy dance? Do you?

It’s because today is September 2. September means SCHOOL!!! This isn’t your average, run-of-the-mill school year either. Both of my girls are going to school. Don’t get me wrong. I love these girls. But these girls love school. They like the structure as much as I do. They want to be with friends. They want to do messy projects. They probably want a break from my face 24/7.

Let’s recap the Summer: We joined a pool club, we hung out with friends, we enjoyed ourselves. It was nice. I think we are finally at the stage/ages where things get a bit easier. Abs likes the pool. M isn’t terrified anymore. I can almost relax while they play at a pool or playground. Almost. But, I’m kind of pool-ed out. I’m ready for my routine again. I’m ready to be forced to get up, have breakfast, get dressed and get out of the house. Bring it on!

I’m also ready to say goodbye to a few things, namely sunblock and air conditioning. My arch enemies. My nemesis (nemesi? Whatever.) I hate air conditioning. I would rather be too hot than too cold. I just don’t think it’s right to need long pants, socks and a sweatshirt in your house when it’s 80 degrees out. I think that’s a good sign that it’s too cold. One would never go outside on a 75 degree day and complain about the heat. Why does my house need to be any colder than that? Why?

Then there’s sunblock. Don’t even get me started. So far this Summer, I have spent ridiculous amounts of money on sunblock, because Abs reacts to everything. Her eyes, her skin…so irritated. I have resigned myself to the fact that I need to buy her the $25 tube that is the size of travel toothpaste, or watch the poor girl scratch herself silly. Couple that with a squirmy 5 year old, and it’s just not fun.

Back to my point. School. I can’t wait. They can’t wait. It’s a win-win for all. Sure, I’ll get a little emotional sending them off, but it will quickly pass with a coffee and a book and a few hours of silence.

True Blood has let me down.

Not in a, “I won’t watch anymore’ kind of way, but in a, ‘You’re going to lose my interest if you keep introducing new types of supernatural characters and focus on the stupid story lines instead of just getting to the good stuff.’

Let’s recap the good stuff: Eric. Sookie and Bill. Jason. Pam. Sam, as a human. Lafayette (pre-Jesus.) Russell Edgington going off on television. Jessica and Hoyt. Alcide.

The stuff I’m just not caring about? Jason and his football record. Sam’s brother. Tara, in general. Summer and Hoyt. Alcide with clothing.

When I read the Twilight series, and Harry Potter, to an extent, my interest was exponentially related to the number of new supernatural creatures and characters that were introduced. The more far-fetched it got, the less I was interested in reading and paying attention.

It’s happening with True Blood.

Crystal the Were-panther (or Cougar-wolf as Joe calls her), Jesus and his witch doctor ancestors, Holly the Wiccan waitress. Fairies. I get it. Bon Temps is not your average town. They stay there willingly. Things are bound to happen. My brain can’t take all of the things that are happening. At the same time.

I love this show. Love it. This last episode was just not so great. A 7, when all other episodes are 9+, but I’m still hooked. As anyone else who read all the books knows, there is a MAJOR storyline coming up soon that I can’t wait for. Plus, the fact that the TV show is quite different from the book has me excited for the upcoming seasons.

I’m still a fan, but cold have honestly done without last night’s episode. Except Eric walking out at the end. 60 minutes of that would have been just fine.

Did you watch? Thoughts?

Joe and I talk a lot during the work day. I’m bored at home. He’s way too busy at work, but I still harass him, usually on IM.

Today, he reminded me, again, why I married him. I sent this picture:

His response, in True Blood fashion? (He’s M, I’m the lightbulb. I need to change that.)

I love this man.