On a Sunday evening by the beach.

I am watching a fun new reality show, "The Curse of Oak Island" on the History Channel.  Preview Glenn and I have found that we have numerous common hobbies. The brothers on that show have found the perfect big project that combines the passion for their hobbies and the best aspects of their personalities. One is the dreamer, the other is always watching the bottom line; the treasure hunter. Here's a Review that I found to be fairly accurate, although it put a negative tone on the slow pace of the show. I rather liked it. It's good late night, mind-meandering television. I like hearing stories from old men and hunting for treasure with metal detectors, and I felt I could appreciate the depth of the show. If you can't, don't watch it.

I have to say though, I would rather watch these two brothers and the old men and a bunch of buddies digging holes and playing in the mud than watch this one that is one now ANY day - another one about Alaska on Discovery. For a guy who hated living there, my honey sure likes watching shows about the stupid ice pit. I lived in North Dakota. That doesn't mean I love buffalo. Actions speak louder than words, man... you loved Alaska! (He really hated it, I'm just trying to get him to comment on my blog.)

I shared that bit of insight with the one I love, so we have moved on to the Travel Channel. One may be asking themselves why I am making a point of noting the channel these shows are on. I have become accustomed to the new age of television viewing: Streaming. I only rarely see cable any more. When I do, I remember how much a like my Hulu and NetFlix.

How about those Marfa lights?

Have I mentioned that my man might be taking off to Texas soon? Opportunity is knocking, and he is cautiously peeking through the door. He has been working really hard, helping to set up a company that just got reconfigured and is set to re-launch in two days. Them are the facts. I really don't have any feelings about it yet. Mostly because it isn't for sure yet, and I have far too many things that are actually occurring that I can spend my energy on.

I missed therapy last week, and at least one day of my meds. Other than that, I am feeling irritated at my kids, but really very hopeful that they are going to straighten out soon. I have clear goals as far as how I want to see our relationships in the future, and as long as I keep those images in my head and remember to be firm while I can so they will be strong when I'm not there; I think everything will turn out alright.

That's my thoughts for tonight... now that it's the next day.