Confession

I just finished watching the Sex and the City series all the way through for at least the fourth time. My loving husband joined me for most of the journey...again. (And he didn't lose any man points for doing so if you ask me!) What can I say...we love it!

"You're the loves of her life and a guy's just lucky to come in fourth." ~ Mr. Big

My love affair began pre-marriage back in March of 2006. Never having had HBO, I decided to rent the first disk in the SATC series to find out what all the hype was about. I was hooked from that point on. I wasted months of our Netflix subscription renting every last disk. We then moved on to different fascinations like the equally addicting Six Feet Under series but, I missed my SATC girls. Luckily, Joe hooked me up with the entire collection as a birthday surprise a couple years ago.

"Think about it. If you are single, after graduation there isn't one occasion where people celebrate you. ... Hallmark doesn't make a "congratulations, you didn't marry the wrong guy" card. And where's the flatware for going on vacation alone?" ~ Carrie

As I come down from the thrill of the fourth time through, I find myself looking up the NYC tour and wondering how common it is for husbands to crash the party. I just don't know if anyone else would appreciate such a thing! At least there is the movie sequel to look forward to (which I hope WILL NOT include Jennifer Hudson and WILL include John Corbett...hey, a girl can dream!)