On Netflix, there’s this show called Ginny & Georgia. It’s full of teenage angst, and oddly enough, one of Studly Doright’s golf buddies suggested that we watch it. Weird, right?
We’ve now watched four episodes and while we agree it’s a cute show, we aren’t sure why the hell we’re watching it. I almost feel like a voyeur watching a bunch of cute teenaged kids running around doing things I certainly never got to do as a teenager.
Maybe I’m jealous. Okay, of course I’m jealous. I was so meh as a teenager that the opportunities to do the kinds of things the kids on this show do were never made available to me. BUT, I had a really good high school experience. Maybe I wasn’t Miss Popular, but I had a great group of friends and the worst trouble I got into was staying out too late on graduation night the year I was a sophomore. Such a badass.
Okay, I’ve got to go. Time for another episode.
Peace, people.
Praying for Eyebrowz 
Consider it research into characters you’ll be writing about in your novels. 🙂
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Good idea. Maybe we can write off our Netflix subscription.
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I wrote that fire house story based on some episodes of a tv show…so, yeah. 🙂
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🙂
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Maybe I am a cynic but I feel your husband’s golf buddy may be interested in something OTHER than the storyline!
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That thought has crossed my mind.
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