Are you watching this show? Have you jumped on the Downton bandwagon yet? I’m going to tell you why everyone needs to watch this show…
It’s good. That’s why. It’s real good. The characters are absolutely amazing. Amahhhzing. Even the ones that you’re supposed to hate are so good.
The scenery is beautiful. I mean, look at this….
In some ways it reminds me of Asheville’s very own Biltmore Estate. It’s beautiful. Who doesn’t want to escape to tea and crumpets in a castle for a few hours?
My favorite character of all is Granny…Dowager Countess Violet Crawley. I. Love. Her. When I’m 75 I want to be just like her. She’s witty, she’s sharp, she’s hilarious, she’s influential. I love Granny. I’m tempted to name my Spring Chick Violet just for Granny.
Season 3 has already started, but we just finished up Season 2 yesterday. Now I’m not about to spoil anything, but let’s just say Season 2 had a happy ending. It was long awaited, it was beautiful. I teared up, I’m not gonna lie. I did one of those parallel things with my life and Mary Crawley’s…I connect with this girl. She’s like me…or I’m like her, one or the other.
She’s blunt, she’s slightly misunderstood, she longs for a good full life, and doesn’t want all her emotions on her sleeve. I get her.
I’m waiting, like Mary was waiting. I had a hard day yesterday. I can’t tell you how ready I am for the next chapter of our lives, how ready I am for my own nest again, my own place. I’ve been waiting and praying for answers and for us to finally feel settled. Sometimes I am just so tired, you know? I know though, that sometimes we just have to wait…like Mary, till the details work themselves out, before we get what we want. The waiting in the middle though is what drives us crazy, makes us expect the worse, and over analyze every choice we’ve ever made. But the middle is what we look back on and see that that’s where the lessons were. I’m waiting for that time when I can look back. Until then, I’m still waiting for the details to sort out. But if Mary was a real person and I could ask her, I’m sure she wouldn’t take back the lessons she learned in the waiting.
So if you need me, I’ll be sipping tea, keeping composed, my shoulders square…just like Lady Mary and waiting for the best to come….