I Fucking Love You Frank Underwood

“The best thing about human beings is that they stack so neatly.”

Frank Underwood

It's not all autism all the time for me. It can't be. It just can't be. Sometimes, I want to do things that are so far removed for autism and parenting and well...responsibilities in general, that I can barely stand it. More often than I'd like to admit I do gloriously selfish things like book a ninety minute massage and spend money I don't have on books I don't have time to read. Sometimes, only sometimes, I buy the fifteen dollar bottle of wine because it feels like a treat and on a very rare occasion, I buy the fifteen dollar wine, an obscenely sized Toblerone and a brand new book and I enjoy them all at the same time. It feels criminal and I like it that way.

Tonight, my indulgence of choice will be as many episodes of House of Cards as I can fit into an evening (It's back on Netflix today, you know) and that fifteen dollar bottle of wine. Netflix was kind enough to send me a gift card to buy $50 worth of ribs to enjoy during the premier. If you know my man Frank Underwood, you'll know why. I'm more of a gourmet chocolate kind of girl so I'll let my husband enjoy those ribs but if all goes as planned, in a matter of hours, we will be home enjoying the antics of one politically evil motherfucker and his painfully complex wife with a bottle of wine and a roaring fire. 

So, tonight, I will be visiting that world. One where autism doesn't exist and people still smoke cigarettes right on television like it doesn't even matter that they kill you--A world where everyone one screws everyone and bad people do things so vile that you can't help but be impressed. A world where I only have to participate from my couch and that's just fine with me. Can you imagine a world like that? I'd never want to live there but I sure do love to visit now and then.

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