In which I prove that I am watching too much Downton Abbey

I really should be folding laundry right now (the excitement never ends around here!), but thought I'd pop in for a quick blog post first.
My lack of blogging in the past few weeks can be attributed mainly to a)temporary absence of my muse and b) an erratic nap schedule from my favorite baby. The combination of these two is pretty much paralyzing for me as a blogger.
Mainly, I've been busy playing on the floor with my newly minted six month old (half a year! amazing!); pulling my dog's head out of Lillian's toy basket during aforementioned playtimes; taking long walks that involve lots of dog and stroller juggling; and watching Downton Abbey and Sherlock. I am definitely an Anglophile when it comes to entertainment, be it TV, movies, books, music...Thomas and I burned through Series 2 of DA in a (long) weekend, and somehow managed not to neglect our child. Kudos to us. Sherlock is equally brilliant (see what happens when you watch too much British TV?) and loads of fun. Let me know if you have a theory on what happened in The Reichenbach Fall.

In perusing the Internets today, I came across this piece of property that is currently for sale for a cool 980 thousand pounds. I'm thinking we can transform it into our own Downton Abbey--anyone want to come on board as our servants? We'll have to do a bit of reno work of course, but we promise to give you Christmas lunch AND New Year's Eve off, just like the Granthams. 

A Post in which the picture has no bearing on the topic

Further proof of the happy twosome. About two milliseconds after I snapped this picture, Lillian rolled over onto his nose, and then he vigorously licked her face.

On an unrelated note, we have finally found a new TV show to watch together. Riveting stuff, I know. We watched 24 for about a month, and each time we watched it, I would find my stomach tied up in knots and my mind racing in 98347389 directions as I worried about the fates of each character. Not exactly conducive to sleep or anxiety-free living. I finally told Thomas that I just couldn't handle the crazy amounts of action in 24, and he graciously allowed us to make a switch. Instead, we have jumped into the cultural phenomenon, Downton Abbey. I just admitted on Facebook that I have been calling it DownTOWN Abbey in my head for the last several months, and it wasn't until the credits started on the first episode that I realized my mistake. It's funny how my mind automatically added a "w" to make Downton into a more familiar word. Anyways, it's gloriously British, the plots are intricate and layered, and it is all about character development. WIN, WIN WIN. 

 

And finally, a power verse for the day:

Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen. Ephesians 3:20-21

Lord, let me live and pray in light of the fact that this is truth!

 

Happy Tuesday, everyone!