Monday, October 6, 2014


I'm hooked. Again. I'm obsessively watching How I Met Your Mother (HIMYM) episodes. Thank you to the Netflix gods for hooking a sister up with season 9. This past summer I started back at episode one, season one and have slowly but surely been making my way through all nine seasons.

For those of you who either don't own a tv or are slightly out of tune with cultural references to modern day sitcoms, HIMYM is a legen...wait for it...dary chronicle of Ted Mosby relaying the story to his two children of how he met their mother. Throughout the course of the show the viewer learns about Ted, his friends, their current lives, their younger selves, as well as plenty of shenanigans that they get into along the way (see photo below).

For me, I enjoy the show for it's lighthearted nature and yet heartfelt message. Many episodes I can relate to the dating woes of someone in their twenties. The online dates. The crazies. The jerks. The stories that somehow get a bit more exaggerated each time you tell them. I feel for Ted as he watches his friends move on in their lives, meet their spouse, get married, have kids, all while sort of feeling like you're being left behind. The struggle between giving up hope that you'll ever find someone, and holding onto the hope that your special person is just around the corner at the end of the street.

I'm in the middle of Season 9 right now. We've finally met "the mother" and I'm spending the final ten episodes watching how Ted's life plays out. It's made me think a lot about my life. I don't know my ending yet, but I know I have some great upcoming episodes...because you never know what is just around the corner...stay tuned...