Let’s start off by saying I don’t love TV…
I like it, but within limits.
You see, I’m one of those people that, when I watch something, I give it 100% of my attention. That can become a problem in my household.
Case(s) in point:
Son: “Mama, can I have a snack?”
Husband: “Viv, have you seen my – insert whatever a husband loses around the house -?”
Myself: Oh, the dryer is done, let me fold the clothes.
And away it goes the most important part of the episode of whatever I was watching.
Movies are a lot easier in the sense that you walk to the theatre, sit, and have nothing to do but watch the aforementioned movie, eat popcorn, drink water, and pray you don’t have to go pee (I always ended up having to go, so now my technique is eating popcorn with no water. I get dehydrated and parched, but I can make it through the whole thing in peace).
Also, I have trouble committing to a show. Now, with Netflix & Co, it’s easier but still. Some series go on and on… and on and on… and on. I seriously don’t have that kind of time. Or patience.
All that being said, there are moments when I honestly enjoy watching a TV show. One moment, actually.
Lunchtime, when I’m not working, and I’m alone.
Ah, blessed be the TV.
That’s when choosing what to watch gets serious.
I want something light and fun. No drama, I don’t want to cry with salad in my mouth. And no blood because, again, I’m eating, thank you. I don’t care for ‘new’ because everything is new to me.
So, here’s my (pathetic) list of past, present, and future shows, all 3 or so of them, I enjoyed watching.
Once upon a time, I watched old glories like Friends, Will & Grace, and How I met Your Mother. I mean, who didn’t?
The Big Bang Theory.
It’s like busting an open door. My husband is a scientist. A lot of fun (at his expenses) ensued for Vivi.
I had a lot of fun time with The Ranch. At least, up until Rooster disappeared and even if, sometimes, I had to push away the soap-opera feeling. I mean, they never got a break. Oh, you say that’s life? Of course, which is what I don’t want to think of while I watch TV. Give me a break. Yet, it’s a show I liked a lot, and it gave me a lot of time to appreciate Sam Elliott. That guy… Had a crush on him since Tombstone. Yes, he could be my grandfather. Yes, I choose to ignore this detail.
I’m spending my lunches with New Girl. It’s quirky, funny, and just easy to watch.
My eyes are on Bless This Mess, for which my expectations are high.
That’s all, folks.
And before I leave let me say that I know – oh, my God I know – Outlander and Downtown Abbey are out there. I’m just waiting to have more time to myself to give them the attention they deserve.
Now you know my TV show habits. Do you have some TV show you feel like passing to me?
Some words of advice?
Like, for example, have you heard about Lucifer? The TV show, not the actual, you know, devil? How is it? I’m a scaredy-cat, is it too much for me?
Thank you in advance!
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GUNS FOR ANGELS by Viviana MacKade
My sister was all the family I had. She was taken from me and now, someone wants me dead, too. Not sure why.
I’m sure I’m not going to give my life up, though. I’m not going to let them get away with my sister’s murder.
The new me will try, anyway.
You see, when she was alive I could live in brightness and peace. Now I have to accept the darkness within me. After all, isn’t life about balance? Ironically, the man who can teach me how to embrace the shadows is broken, hopeless, and angry. Mark is also the only one I trust to lead me through my heart’s night, and back into the light.
The one I trust to keep us alive.
A favor to a teammate: pick up two girls in trouble, take them to the Team’s safehouse. Should have been easy. It was not.
Then someone killed one of my team, one of my brothers. Now it’s personal.
They want me, too. I can deal with that. But they want Ann. The only person who cut through me, who woke me, who grabbed my hand and guided me back into life one smile at the time.
I’ll be damned if I let them have anything.
Not. One. Damned. Thing.
From NY to sunny Miami, Ann and Mark run into a maze of lie, betrayal, and death, where love is the only, terrifying certainty. And when truth unravels, they will have to risk all to survive.
Available on Amazon
About Viviana MacKade
Beach bum and country music addicted, Viviana lives in a small Floridian town with her husband and her son, her die-hard fans and personal cheer squad. She spends her days between typing on her beloved keyboard, playing in the pool with her boy, and eating whatever her husband puts on her plate (the guy is that good, and she really loves eating). Besides beaching, she enjoys long walks, horse-riding, hiking, and pretty much whatever she can do outside with her family.
The best way to know me is through my website (and the books I host): http://www.viviana-mackade.blog/
The best way to see what I’m up to is through my Instagram account.