Hugh in the House

September is over. I am not sure if i didn't jinx myself about the whole Sept. thing but it seriously felt like i warped into dog years where time is really longer than real time.
So today was a fantastic October morning. I woke up, took the boys to school and went to the gym. That would be Cross Point before many of you think i am getting all buff. I did 38 laps. GooOOO me! It was great. And if any of you felt a surge of peace and love, i was in fact praying for you. Of course starting my day with such zest only led me to greatness. The rest of the day involved surfing the Internet for a new laptop (yeah, it's time), Zaxby's and the library then ending in a walk down the hill to my grandparents. For a small town Alabama girl, it doesn't get a lot better that this.

Mark and I finished season one of House last night. I realize how absorbed I tend to get in thinking I want to be everything interesting that crosses my path but this is for real. I want to be Gregory House. He is able to say whatever he wants to say. How fantastic would that be?! His friends are amazingly devoted and his co-workers deep down love him, sometimes too much (oh sweet Cameron). However, I am sure he doesn't exemplify Christ's gentleness but he does His honesty. I am not forgetting the addiction. He lives in pain, he has to do something, leave him alone...He so much 'grows on' you that i am sure i am a little bit in love with him.

How many of you have seen Amanda Peet's quote in the theater when your sitting there with your popcorn and 20 lb Nestles Crunch. It says something like you have to fall in love a little bit with your co-star. I feel like that when I watch TV. I think I have to fall in love with my series' star to embrace it for the entertainment it was purposed. And that i do. So long Jack Bauer, House is in the house. Somebody stop me!