True conversation between 2 adult, professional women in their 30’s:
Katie: Tim Riggins is ridiculously good looking.
Bestie: I would seriously live in a trailer with him and cook his dinner.
Katie: I know. I wouldn’t care if he smelled.
Bestie: No, it wouldn’t matter. It wouldn’t matter if he didn’t do anything in life either. I would just take care of him.
I was on bed rest the first trimester of my pregnancy and Friday Night Lights was my constant companion. Aside from Tim Riggin’s manliness (cue huge eye roll and bicep flex from my husband who is equally as manly), the story line is well written and addictive. The characters could be your neighbors and you fall in love with them. If you know me well, you know that I have a creepy inclination to sort of believe characters become my friends. These characters were so close to my heart. Lying there, worrying that the tiny one would not make it if I moved very much, this show relieved my mind of all of the things that could go wrong, and what it would emotionally cost me if things did go wrong. I laughed with them, pumped my fist with them, and cried watching their personal tragedies. I had strong urges to say things like “Texas Forever” instead of “yes” as my answer to something. It is without a doubt, the best show I have ever seen. Should you find yourself laid up or needing a new tv show now that summer is approaching, try it out on Netflix.
P.S. “Riggins” is included on the bestie’s business card.