Be My…. TWD

In about 19 hours we’ll be on the edge of our seats for the season finale of The Walking Dead.  I was in the kitchen making egg casseroles for our Easter breakfast at church tomorrow as TWD marathon was playing in the background.  It was the episode where Lori has the baby, and I thought, “Wouldn’t it be funny if I got all dramatic and walked up to my husband and said, ‘If the Zombie Apocalypse were to happen, I’d want YOU to be my Rick’.”  Then something else popped into my head, and I thought, I’ve got to make that happen.  So, I hopped on the computer (after all my other duties were done) and I generated a few of my favorite things: someecards. Ladies and gentlemen, without further ado, I give you: - If the Zombie Apocalypse ever hits, I want you to be my Rick.

But then I thought, I don’t know, I really love me some Daryl Dixon, so maybe I’d want him to be my Daryl.  {In full disclosure, I wasn’t a big fan of Daryl in the beginning; he wasn’t very nice, and he was a little too white-trash for my taste.  I mean, I like a little country, but white-trash, not so much.}  So here’s to you, Daryl: - If the Zombie Apocalypse ever hits, I want you to be my Daryl.

The only downside to Daryl is his lack of ability to show much emotion (aside from the most recent episode, which made me want to cry and hold Daryl like a newborn baby, what?) so who is the PERFECT mix of loving emotion and bad-assedness? <yeah, I just made that word up… He is: - If the Zombie Apocalypse ever hits, I want you to be my Glenn.

But I couldn’t leave out the 70-and older crowd, so put in your dentures and turn off he evening news, this man is educated, successful, a recovering alcoholic, wonderful father, and recent amputee.  Get ready, old women: - If the Zombie Apocalypse ever hits, I want you to be my Hershel.

I think I about hit all the men for whom we may have a fictional soft spot.  But just in case any of you liked Shane…. here you go: - Oh come on, did anybody really ever like Shane? Really?

Hahahahahaha! Gotcha!  So there you have it.  I’ve managed to combine two of my current favorite things: someecards, and TWD and take 20 minutes at 2am and write a blog post.  Share these, pin these, and have a laugh with me- because in 18 hours we’ll be bawling our eyes out at the season finale that’s sure to kill off someone we’ve grown to love.