Top 10 Netflix Shows

Remember my last post where I talked about my passions in life? I was so happy I got to share them with you all but devastated when I realized I left one of the biggest ones out of that list…my passion for Netflix!

You might laugh but I take my obsession..or passion of Netflix VERY seriously. It’s my escape from the real world and my chance to unwind and dive into a good show. I get so invested in the characters and the story lines that I will discuss them with anyone who wants to or doesn’t want to listen.

It all started because I was bored getting ready for work. I would always watch the morning news or the today show depending on when I woke up, but I started work at 2:30 pm at the time, and all that was on were soap operas. I pulled up the App Store, downloaded Netflix, and was hooked right away. I started watching a show that my parents always talked about and never understood until I started watching and my life changed, one Netflix show at a time.

All of these shows below have their own theme, characters, inside jokes, reoccurring things, and lessons that they’ve taught me. Some give me a good laugh when I need it, and some I take very seriously..but I’ll get into that later. So here are my top 10 favorite Netflix shows that you can start to binge when you’re all out of ideas.

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10.Scandal- Scandal was my second dive into the wonderful and twisted place that is Shondaland. It’s about a woman named Olivia Pope who was a media consultant for the president of the United States who decided to open her own crisis management firm. No matter what she does she can’t seem to get away from life at the White House. It’s full of love, lust, drama, and crime and will have you moving on to the next episode before the current one ends. It’s so addictive and easy to follow which for me is always a plus for me. Sometimes I want to yell at Olivia for some of her life decisions but for some reason I keep cheering for her and just want her to find happiness and sanity. There are currently five seasons of Scandal on Netflix with a new season starting Thursday. After you start watching Scandal you’ll be so invested that you start calling Kerry Washington Olivia Pope.

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9.Sherlock- I want to put a disclaimer out there first, if Sherlock was just slightly easier to follow it would be higher up on my list. For that reason though it’s at number 9! Sherlock follows the two main characters Sherlock Holmes and John Watson as they solve mysteries at 221b Baker St. The show runs for 90 minutes or so and has 3 to 4 episodes a season. There are currently 3 seasons on Netflix with one that just ended last week. My favorite thing about Sherlock is the long running villain. He’s so bad that I just can’t do anything but beg he shows up in the next episode. If you like fast paced, intelligent, mystery shows then Sherlock is for you!

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8.Always Sunny in Philadelphia- I guess I should warn you that if you’re not a fan of crude shows that maybe you should skip over this one. Always Sunny follows four friends, Mac, Dennis, Charlie, and Dee as they go through the adventures of owning a bar. The characters are completely self absorbed and don’t really think about anything they’re doing and that’s why I love them. They’re so over the top that I believe the characters are real. They get into the weirdest situations and there have been several times where I laugh like an insane person. I started Always Sunny on maternity leave because I need a quick show that would make me laugh and I got that. There are 11 seasons with a 12th season on now, and they are incredibly easy to binge through. I finished all of them in a couple of weeks and I don’t regret a single episode. If you like crude humor with reoccurring jokes and characters Always Sunny is for you.

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7. Lost- The main reason lost is on this list is because it was the first show I ever watched from beginning to end. I was obsessed. My whole family would come together and watch it in complete silence. During each commercial we would all discuss our theories and the second it came back on everyone was dead quiet. This show was an obsession of ours and we all took it so seriously. The plot is simple, it’s about a group of passengers on a plane who crash on an island and run into some inexplainable things. That’s all I can say, I really can’t give anything away. Lost will constantly keep you guessing and leave you speechless. There are only six seasons on Netflix and I suggest it to everyone out there who wants to watch a really good show, something that they can get into quickly.

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6. Friends- Ahh I can hear the theme song now. I hate to admit it but I didn’t start watching Friends until New Year’s Day 2015 when it became available to stream on Netflix. I wanted to start it earlier but couldn’t find anywhere to watch all 10 seasons. Friends is just what it sound like, a group of six best friends and they’re lives in New York. There are running jokes and characters that you can’t help but root for. I laughed, I cried, I cheered on Ross, Phoebe, Rachel, Chandler, Monica, Joey as they went through the ups and downs of life. Friends is a feel good comedy that will make you feel like everything’s right with the world. If by slim chance you haven’t seen it, or haven’t seen it all the way through I highly suggest it. It’s a great start to a solid Netflix addiction.

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5. Stranger Things- Yes I had to include the phenomenon that is Stranger Things. My husband and I were hanging out one night and I told him I heard a lot about this new Netflix original. He said he also heard some great things about it and we were hooked right away. It follows three kids in the 80’s who go looking for their missing friend. The creators wanted to make an homage to all of the great sci-fy and thriller movies of the last few decades and incorporated it all into 8 episodes. It’s so addictive and keeps you guessing. I remember specific scenes when I was yelling at the characters trying to help them out. If you’re looking for something to start on a Friday night that can give you a little scare before you go to bed, you’re in the right place. Once you start you won’t be able to start.

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4. New Girl-Deciding to watch New Girl was one of the best decisions I’ve made. New Girl follows Jessica Day and her life living with her roommates; Nick, Coach, Schmidt, and Winston. It’s a comedy that will put you in the best mood you’ve ever been in. It has one of my favorite relationship story lines as well. Each and every character is so unique and has their own unique quirks that they all flow together so well. I love absolutely everything about this show. It was the show I suggested to Jason and when we first got married we watched it over again. I guess it reminds me of him and watching it brings me back to those times. I love this show so much and highly suggest it.

And now the top three!!

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3. Parks and Recreation- I watched the first episode of this series and didn’t make it through the first ten minutes. I thought it was super dry and couldn’t get past the similarities to the office. You know..the whole documentary type thing? I was scrolling through my feed a couple of months later and decided to give it another shot and I’m so happy I did. I should have never judged this show by the first episode. The show is about Leslie Knope, the Deputy Director of the Pawnee City Department of Parks and Recreation, and it follows her career and life along side her amazing coworkers. I am obsessed with every outrages character and believe that they all bring something so special to the show. The city of Pawnee Indiana is so quirky, fun, and entertaining. One of the biggest reasons I love this show, is Leslie herself. She is so spunky, fierce, and never stops fighting for what’s right. You can’t help but cheer her on as she fights through local politics and issues. I adore this show, each one taught me something that I took away from the show. If you want a show that you’ll end up watching over again out of pure joy, Parks and Recreation is for you!

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2. How I met your Mother-I can’t explain my joy for this show but I’m going to try. How I met your Mother is all about our main character Ted Mosby talking to his kids in the future, telling them the story of how he met their mother. He tells starts every show off facing them telling them about all of the crazy adventures he had with his four best friends; Marshall, Lily, Barney, and Robin. How I met your Mother is so beyond clever, one of the pleasures of binge watching it, is you get to really appreciate the reoccurring jokes, subjects, and people. There are story lines that go throughout the whole show, you could be watching season 7 and they’re including something from season 1 and they do it in such a pleasing way. The gang is hilarious, and you can’t help but fall in love with every one of them. You’ll find yourself laughing and enjoying the show one minute, to being fully invested in the love stories that go along with the show. This show is so beautifully written and I was so happy I started it. There are 9 seasons and you’ll enjoy every one of them.

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  1. Grey’s Anatomy- If you know me at all this will come as no surprise to you. Grey’s started my love for Netflix. I dove in wholeheartedly to this show and never looked back. It takes place at Seattle Grace Hospital and follows surgical interns Meredith, George, Alex, Cristina, and Izzie as they go through their surgical residency. One could argue that Meredith is the main character, and she is for the first few seasons but the creator, Shonda Rhimes, starts to really dig deep into every characters story lines. This show got me right in the feels and I can’t even explain why. Grey’s will smack you in the face with emotion and you won’t be able to stop watching it. It’s so easy to become so emotionally invested in this show, you begin to really develop connections to each character their stories. Let’s just say there was one episode that got me so hard I cried so hard I couldn’t talk..not super proud of it but whatever. If you start Grey’s I promise you, you won’t regret it.

I hope my list can help you pass some time, or find a new guilty pleasure when you want to binge a new show. I promise, with any of these suggestions, you won’t regret starting them. There were so many shows that almost made the list, maybe I’ll make a part two? Hope you enjoyed and happy binging!

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Being a Mom.


In four short days I return back to work after three months away. I remember thinking right before I left how long three months was.

“I can’t wait to spend three months with my little man..I get to have all of the holidays off to cherish them with him..and I can binge some serious Netflix.”

I always heard how fast those three months would pass but I didn’t believe them. I just figured they would be long, slow days and it would feel like forever till I had to go back..boy was I wrong.

I can remember the day so vividly. I was so nervous, never having any sort of surgery before can make you terrified for a c section, but I knew I had to keep it cool for him. I knew I had to be calm for my family and Jason who stood by side.

I don’t even think I was breathing as I walked to the delivery room. I was so nervous just for the shot, and for the fact that Jason wasn’t going to be with me for the first ten minutes. I remember asking the doctors where my husband was, and when he was going to be there..I’m sure they were pretty annoyed.

Eventually I was laying down when the doctor asked me if I could feel my legs, I actually started to laugh because I was so shocked that I couldn’t. I said “I can’t even lift my leg..watch.” They didn’t like that.

Next thing I knew the big blue curtain was up and I asked Jason to talk to me the entire time, I didn’t want to think about what was happening. I just wanted to meet our son finally.

I heard the doctors say, “well someone’s a chunky monkey” and I felt the biggest sense of relief I never thought was possible.

He was here, finally.

This beautiful chunky little piece of heaven that we made was finally here.

Jason left for the other side of the room to watch him get measured and I just waited very impatiently for them to be done so I could hold him in my arms. It was pretty quiet on my end at that point, I realized there was music playing over. I couldn’t believe I didn’t realize it sooner.

One of my favorite songs was playing when Ian was born.

You know those songs that seem to be a part of some major points in your life? It was playing, and I started to cry.

The nurse brought him in and I couldn’t stop looking at him. Smiling and looking. Kissing his big head and realizing that in that moment I had never been happier.

I won’t lie and say that the hospital was a breeze after that, there were definitely lots of hours spent in silence staring at him to make sure he was still breathing and nurses coming in every two hours to prick me and poke him.

We got to bring him home just four days later, I remember thinking that this was it. We were parents, on our own with no nurses to call into our room and answer questions. We were about to embark on the biggest journey of our lives.

I was so nervous the ride home, I made Jason take all of the turns extremely slow and had him drive a little under the speed limit. I probably said “careful Jason” twenty times in the ten minute drive home.

Having him home felt perfect, like the missing piece to our little puzzle was compete. His first two weeks consisted of sleeping, eating, pooping and lots of cuddles. We took shifts during the nights, every two to theee hours we would wake the other one up to watch him.

One night Ian was fussy, I wanted to make sure Jason got the sleep he needed so I took Ian out to the living room. It was only the end of the October but my favorite movie was on. I was amazed.

Ian and I sat and watched Elf together in pure happiness..well I was happy..he was asleep but every few minutes I would find myself just staring at him in awe, wondering how something so small could be so completely perfect.

I ask myself that every day, how he could be so perfect.

How I got so lucky.

What did I do to deserve this beautiful little boy.

Being a mom changes you..well obviously because you have a child now..but your priorities shift. You instantly know how to hold him, what to do to get him to fall asleep, what makes him smile, and how to find so many things within yourself.

Patience is not one of my strongest skills, but I was so surprised how it just showed up the second he arrived. No one is perfect, especially me. There are moments when I get stressed just like everyone else but I’ve noticed how easy it is to remain calm and do whatever it takes to make him happy. How patience comes more naturally since I’ve become a mom.

And god..I love being a mom.

I love being his mom.

It’s the best job ever.

That’s why I’m nervous to go back to work, not because I’m not capable of working or because I’m afraid of it being hard..I’m going to miss him like crazy.

I know it’ll get easier, I know I’ll still miss him but I’ll be able to handle it better. I’ll be able to trust that he’s safe and realize that at the end of the day I get to see him and cuddle the crap out of him.

I just keep telling myself it’ll get easier. That I’ll have to keep letting him go little by little. That I have to give him his freedom to grow and turn into the amazing human I know he’s going to be.

No matter how old he gets, he’ll still be my little chunky monkey. He’ll still be my cuddle bug and I’ll be able to kiss him on the cheek even when he gets embarrassed by it, he’ll have no choice in that matter.

I’ll always cherish those nights at three in the morning where all I wanted was sleep. Him being curled up in a little ball in my arms, and so precious that I swore time stood still.

I know that no matter what at the end of the day that I’m his mom and I want nothing but the absolute best for him. I’ll work my hardest to make sure he always has what he needs and that he dreams big. I want him to believe that he can move mountains.

It will always come back to  those lyrics of the song. The one that always seems to come up at crucial parts in my life..

“Look at the stars, look how they shine for you. And everything you do.”

Follow your passion.

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I sit here staring at my computer screen just typing and deleting.

Typing and deleting.

Typing..

And deleting.

I love this blog I have created. It is so special to me and I cherish it. It’s my little corner of the world where I can say exactly how I am feeling and get it out for others to see if they desire to do so. I guess you could say that over the last couple of months I have become very passionate about it. I put a lot of thought about what I want to write and how I want it to be absolutely perfect. Sometimes I will type half of a story and go and delete it because it doesn’t work.

Somethings not clicking, it doesn’t sound like it did in my head.

Sometimes I just stare.

I have all of these beautiful thoughts in my head and I can’t get them out on the screen the way I imagined it.

I am a perfectionist. Yeah, I am a big perfectionist and if I am going to do something I am going to give it 100 percent of pure awesomeness or it’s not worth it. If I am passionate about it, I’m going to make sure that I give it the love and hard work that it deserves to go out into the world and strive.

I am passionate about a few things in life; my family, my son, running, and writing.

Some things just come natural, like my family. I don’t even need to think twice before I tell you how much I love my family and how I would do anything for them. How if you do anything to hurt any one of them you better hope you don’t run into me. I might be small but I am mighty. My dad taught me that, he taught me that I can do anything I want. He taught me how to be confident and fierce and how to really appreciate the Dodgers and good BBQ. Every time I am stressed or nervous I put Whitney Houston’s “I wanna dance with somebody” on repeat and it works wonders on my spirit. My mom helps me remember how to laugh at myself and how to help others and fight for what I want but how to be amazingly kind about it.

My brother and sister are the best. Seriously. I could write 10,000 words on why my sister is. She has been by my side for almost 27 years minus those first 10 minutes where she was just chillin and I hadn’t made my debut yet. Janelle taught me how to be brave, how to be kind, how to love others, and she taught me to love coffee. I will be grateful for that one forever. My brother forgave me for being annoying when I was younger, which that alone deserves a gold star. He puts all of himself in everything he does and when he wants something he does whatever is needed to go and get it. I look up to him.

My husband is my better half. Seriously. He has patience when I don’t, he gives others the benefit of the doubt when I want to jump to conclusions. He encourages me to do things when I would rather sit there and hesitate. He helped me make an amazing little boy who’s curiosity amazes me. Who smiles at anything and who has so much strength. He’s strong, loving, and everything I have ever wanted.

I love running, I have been doing it since I was 12. More than half of my life has been spent running around in circles in the rain, sun, snow, and mud. Running has shaped me into the person I am today. Running was there when I was having a bad day and would listen to my problems, running would forgive me if I forgot to run the day before or if I didn’t do so well in a workout. Running helped me believe in myself and helped me realize I can do wonderful things, like run 26.2 miles or run a five minute mile, or run side by side with some amazing people. Running gave me the courage to do the impossible.

I have always enjoyed writing. I would write song lyrics when I was in middle school and I thought they were so cool. If I was feeling any sort of way I could always put it down on paper. However, I didn’t see the real beauty of it. To me, it was just something I had to do in school or something that would never lead to a high paying job or lots of money and success so why spend my time doing it? It wasn’t until college when I had to take a creative writing class that I realized how much I really enjoyed it. I could be creative and express anything I wanted to with a pen and paper..or in this case my finger tips and a computer keyboard..and tell others any message I wanted to. I think that’s why  I love it so much, because I can tell someone anything I want. I can give advice, share memories, or tell stories and share my experiences with others. I can do so much with just my mind and a keyboard.

I am so passionate about all of these things. So incredibly passionate. I don’t think you get to pick your passions though, I think they come to you. You can’t pick your family, you’re born into it and in my case I got the best one there is. You can’t help who you fall in love with, sometimes they’re the same height as you and have the loudest and best laugh in the world, but you love them and they love you.  I never chose running, it was suggested to me by my parents and I fell in love with it on day one, and writing just came to me. I don’t believe you can find your passion, I believe they come to you. Sometimes they are things, sometimes they are actions, and sometimes they are people. Sometimes they slap you in the face and sometimes they take a while to truly appreciate.

Your passions make you who you are.

They push you in the directions of your dreams and help you realize your true potential.

I hope your passion finds you, and when it does I hope you put everything into it.

Let your passions fuel your fire.

Quarter Life Crisis

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Something weird happened the other day. I’ve had four days to try and process it all and that’s the only word I can come up with..weird.

Do you ever have something happen that’s completely unexpected? So unexpected that it hits you in the face like a brick but yet it’s tied up with a pretty pink bow? Something that’s supposed to maybe hurt but it’s done so nicely and by a friend that you truly love and adore that you don’t want it to hurt. It shouldn’t hurt, and it doesn’t hurt. It’s just weird.

I think if this was three or four years ago it would really hurt, and I would feel differently. I would be mad. I would sit in my room and listen to my Taylor Swift sad playlist and watch How to Lose a Guy in 10 days until I knew it all by heart. I would overthink everything and really feel like I got stabbed in the back. But I don’t, and that’s weird for me.

I tend to take things personally, think that someone is going out of their way to hurt me, that’s not the case though and that’s what is so weird for me. I am not processing this how I normally process things, I am just content. I realized I cannot control this and I don’t want to.

When I got this news I stared at my phone for a good five minutes, not knowing how I wanted to word my response. It was such a genuine and respectful message that there was no way I could be mad. Honestly I would be mad if I had to find out another way.

Time has passed, I am not the same person I was four years ago. I have so much more respect for myself. I am confident and capable of so much, and it took some time to realize that. I have an absolutely wonderful husband who treats me so much better than I deserve, and together we made a perfect little boy who is my world. Things have changed, I have changed, and I am way better off than this time four years ago.

I think that’s why it doesn’t bother me..because I simply don’t care. I don’t see why I should spend my time being upset or bothered by something that does not change my life in any way. My wonderful life that I wouldn’t want any other way. And that’s what is so weird for me. That’s why it took me a few minutes to gather my thoughts and respond, because I wasn’t bothered by it. I wasn’t reacting the way that I really thought I would.

I was at peace with the situation, I was perfectly okay with it, and that’s what is so weird for me..but I’m so happy with how I handled it. Seriously, I deserve a huge pat on the back from myself for this one. I think that’s why this is my quarter life crisis..I was so thrown off by how well I took the news and how little I let it bother me, and that’s what is so weird

Although I wish I could have realized this earlier in life I’m happy I did now. I’m so pleased with myself for not caring. I am so proud of the person I’ve become and the lesson I’ve learned. That’s why I’m writing this, not with the intention to call anyone out for hurting me, because no one did. I’m writing this to hopefully get the attention of anyone who lets others actions affect them. It’s so easy for me to sit here and say not to worry about other people’s actions and to not let them bother you, because for 26 years I did and I still will, but in this situation I learned that I can.

I can not care about people’s actions. I can respect them for handling it the right way and respecting me, but ultimately I don’t care. I am happy with myself and beyond happy with my life that that’s all I need. I don’t need to spend time worrying about the actions of others. I can sit here and be content with something, not let it have a negative affect on me and just move on.