2. I need to talk about last week’s Psych, because omg...
...Okay so, the week The Nephew was here, I dreamed three different times about Psych and every time, I woke up in a mild panic about what will happen when Juliet finds out Shawn is not a psychic. Like, what is he thinking?! How does he think this is going to go - a) he tells her that he is a big fat liar for the past like seven years or b) he what? Marries her and has kids with her and keeps lying? And then...it happened on the show! After all these years, she found out - (weirdly like the week after I dreamed about it). And omg, what is going to happen now?! I can’t even. But the best part? After Juliet walks away from him, the first thing Shawn does is turn to look for Gus. And then he looks right at Gus, and from all the way across the room, Gus sees his face and he just knows. He knows. With no words and from across the room, just from the look on Shawn’s face, Gus knows. This fucking show, man. Every now and then it kills me dead. I am a little surprised that it wasn’t the season finale. That moment seemed very finale-esque.
Also, Henry is so awesome and that talk he had with Shawn was just so.../sigh/ I want Henry to be my dad. Not when I was a kid or anything. Just...now. He can do that, right? I don’t even mean that in a perverted way at all. I just...want him to give me advice and bail me out of jams, okay?!
3) My brother came in today to do yard work and apparently The Nephew was throwing up last night (poor little guy) and so he stayed home today. But he was better this afternoon so he came to help his dad pick up sticks. I got out of the shower to an answering machine message saying, “Call me right back, real quick!” and then he was like, “I want to come in,” and I was all, “Come in where?” because I had just gotten out of the shower and didn’t realize they were in the backyard. So he came inside but we only got like 15 minutes before his dad was finished and they had to go. Still, it was a nice surprise - since they moved out of town, we rarely get the pop-in visits anymore. Unfortunately, I forgot that one of The Nephew’s birthday presents was sitting on my dresser and he went in my room and saw it, so now he knows he is getting a Hobbit poster for his birthday. Damn.
It was a therapy day today, so I'll probably turn in early. Hope your days were all lovely!