Tag Archives: nablopomo – november 2014

The Magicians

Published / by Kim

My current book is the third in Lev Grossman’s Magicians Trilogy. When I started reading the first one, I wasn’t sure I was going to like it, but it only took a few pages before I was hooked. I absolutely love this series, so I have some trepidation about the news that Syfy ordered a pilot for a TV series based on the books. Here’s hoping it’s as good as the books.

Regrets

Published / by Kim

If there’s one thing I regret in my marriage, just one thing in which I think I’ve failed as a spouse, it’s that I should have encouraged Scott to work in a relationship with his family. I never discouraged him, but I always left it up to him. Sometimes people need a push and I probably should have done some pushing.

My Mind Is Slipping

Published / by Kim

I went to Target this afternoon to pick up prescriptions for Scott. When I got home and unpacked the car, I realized I left the prescription bag on the seat in the shopping cart. Raced back to Target and stalked the cart round-up guy in the parking lot. He, fortunately, had the prescription. He told me, “Don’t pull that shit again.”

Uh… no sir. I will not pull that shit again.

Then I drove home and lost my house. As I drove up the hill, I started wondering why so many cars were parked on the street. My street doesn’t allow on street parking on week days. Halfway up the hill, I began to wonder where my house was. It took me an embarrassingly long time to realize that my house wasn’t missing, but I was on the wrong street.

I shouldn’t be allowed to drive.

My Husband, Aquaman

Published / by Kim / 2 Comments on My Husband, Aquaman

Jason Momoa’s audition for Game of Thrones was a Māori war dance. I heard this was what he did, but this is my first chance to see it.

With him playing Aquaman now, it’s time to remind people – SCOTT – that Aquaman does not suck. Not only does he not suck, but he’s my husband.

One of the shows I watched a lot when I was about 5 years old was the old Justice League cartoon. I’m not sure why my young brain fixated on Aquaman then – though maybe it was because one day I knew he’d be played by Jason Momoa – but fixate on him I did. I started having a series of serial dreams about him. Not dreams that repeated; they were serial. Each time I had the dream, the story progressed. In my dream story, I was married to Aquaman and we had adventured under the sea with whales and dolphins and sharks. We lived in a castle under the waves and rode seahorses.

Forty years later, I still remember those dreams with some degree of clarity. They really stuck with me for some reason. Now my husband is going to be portrayed by Jason Momoa and my life feels complete.