Remember the last time I got caught up in a fairly silly television series? And no, I don’t mean American Idol. Which is only like three months away, for those who are counting. I am talking about when Bryan and I propped toothpicks in our eyeballs and watched like 32 consecutive hours of Battlestar Galactica.
Well, this time we aren’t quite that obsessed, but the truth is, there is so much Robin Hood in our Netflix queue I am surprised that BBC doesn’t send us a Saracen bow signed by the whole cast.
Sure, there are TRULY cringe-worthy moments – and SERIOUSLY, just how oafish can the castle guards get – but forget all that, and add bows and arrows and maidens and lords and thieves and swords and heroes and fifes and thatch roofs and, and, and – of COURSE the troubled love-triangle between Robin and Marian and Sir Guy, and you have got me glued to the television screen.