1. February. I just looooove Februarys. I love that it’s 2-3 days shorter than the usual month, and I love that it’s the month of love. This blog has been a witness to some of my happy February days. Click away: February 2010. February 2011. February 2012.
2. Alias marathon. My brother gifted me a complete set, and my husband and I have been watching it every chance we get. It’s the TV series of my time, back when there wasn’t Grey’s Anatomy, or Suits, or How I Met Your Mother. It’s fun watching younger versions of Jennifer Garner and Bradley Cooper, and seeing Gina Torres pre-Jessica Pearson days. It’s been a while since I was addicted to this TV series, and now I watch it like it’s a new story.
3. Missing my Dad. It’s weird how an old forgotten TV series can make you miss a person you used to watch it with. Alias reminds me so much of my Dad. I remember sitting through each episode with him, years ago. We would watch it on cable and then talk about it with a passion; and when the series was over, he even bought DVDs so we could watch the episodes again.
Incidentally, the story revolved around the relationship between father and daughter Jack and Sydney Bristow—how, in spite of the complexity of their jobs as double agents, they loved and protected each other to the point of death. My Dad didn’t tell me then, but maybe that’s why I’m the one person he would watch it with.
I miss him.