Last night, we finished Dexter: Resurrection. It’s rare for a reboot to live up to the original, but this is a fantastic series that perfectly captures the spirit of the early (best) seasons of Dexter. With fun cameos, a great supporting cast, and a compelling storyline, the show runners have pulled off a near-impossible feat: bringing a show back from the dead and breathing new life into it. The only other similar success I can think of is Cobra Kai / The Karate Kid. I can’t wait for more!
(But I’ll have to, since Season 2 is probably a year away.)
The only problem with finishing? Now I’m going through withdrawals. We started watching Dexter way back in April, committing to every episode of every season, including the various spinoffs. Which means we plowed through 126 episodes in a little less than six months. I feel like we deserve a trophy or something.
Another weird thing? I’ve found myself taking on Dexter Morgan’s mannerisms (minus the kill table, of course). Not only am I dressing like him and borrowing his name when ordering food; I now have an inner monologue popping up in my head from time to time, and yes, it’s just as endearingly corny as Michael C. Hall’s. Don’t worry, there’s no need for alarm…unless I begin buying reams of plastic wrap and stocking up on black garbage bags and Etorphine M-99.
To be fair, it hasn’t been ALL Dexter, all the time. A few other shows I’ve pulled up when reaching for the remote these past few months:
- Alien: Earth. Another great prequel series, even without Sigourney Weaver. The new creatures are just as terrifying as the Xenomorphs. A creepy, dark, and tense expansion of the Alien franchise.
- Into the Pride Lands. A National Geographic documentary series on lions. It’s amazing how each lion has its own personality. I’ve learned so much!
- The 1% Club. A game show hosted by Joel McHale that involves solving logic puzzles. I love a game show that requires brains, and this one delivers.
- The Office. A sitcom that follows the exploits of a fictional paper company in Scranton, Pennsyl…err, you probably know this one.
- Dateline. Duh.
I even started watching Jeopardy again for the first time in, like, 20 years. The last time I tuned in with any regularity, Ken Jennings was a contestant. Now he’s the host. Wild.
(Filling Alex Trebek’s shoes is a tall order, but Ken’s doing a great job. I like him.)
Not making the cut? America’s Got Talent, which we have watched faithfully since 2012, and Masterchef. We had to free up time for Dexter Morgan, and both those longtime favorites required too much of a commitment.
Time to find a new series to binge, I suppose. Pretty sure it’s going to be The Pitt, but I’m open to suggestions.
About that “never moving again” thing…
Ever since landing in Wisconsin three years ago, I’ve been insisting we will never move again. Two big cross-country moves in five years is plenty! Not everyone believes me at this point. It’s become a long-running joke that we’ll keep moving east until we reach the Atlantic Ocean. Ha-ha, not funny.
However. Maybe my declaration was a bit hasty.
Relax! It’s not what you think. (Deep breath, mom.) Yes, we may in fact move again someday. But if we do, it’ll just be elsewhere in Wisconsin. We really like it up north, where we spent last weekend. Both Tara and I can see ourselves in a smaller home on a secluded lot, surrounded by trees, with easy access to Lake Superior. Or perhaps one of the towns along Lake Michigan. Sheboygan or Port Washington or Manitowoc. But this would be a long time from now, 15-20 years, when we’re both retired and can no longer take care of our current property.
Unless we win the lottery or one of my many get-rich-quick schemes takes off, of course.
Regardless, we’re cheeseheads for (the rest of our) life(s). Mark my words.
R.I.P. ugly wallpaper and old appliances
Our kitchen makeover is finally complete, and we’re happy with the results. Brick dust would have been brighter, but everything really pops against the bayberry blue. We made the right decision.
As a reminder, here’s what it looked like before:
The stainless steel appliances are a huge upgrade, and with a separate beer fridge in the garage, we have more than ample cold storage space now. Not to mention a microwave that actually works and an oven that heats consistently.
Tara is most thrilled that our ceiling is no longer yellow.
Granted, one of these days we plan to do an actual remodel, extending the countertop, adding a dishwasher, and replacing the flooring. But that’s a long ways off.
All I need now is that tiki-zebo and I’m set!
Mark My Words 
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