Except for this shot of Tim Riggins. Because who DOESN'T love Tim Riggins. He's the gift that Netflix keeps on givin'. Let it be officially stated that 2012 is the summer of Friday Night Lights and One Direction--which is a sign that I need therapy ASAP.
To add to that insanity: My book club has just completed "Fifty Shades of Grey". I opted out of reading it, because there aren't enough hours in the day to do so, AND watch four episodes of FNL, AND successfully keep four children from juggling knives, BUT...
I'm intrigued by the ridiculousness of it all. But it makes me feel slutty, in a midwestern suburb kind of way. Just wondering if any of you out there have an opinion on the matter? I have a feeling it would make GREAT blog material.
Texas forever, blogworld.
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