A man possessed by death. A woman who can see death. The earthly and the after-world collide dangerously.

Sunday night is typically Korean movie night for the British Hubby and I. We are five episodes into the Korean show Black. I have a vague idea of what’s going on, but only slightly. Similar to watching the show Lost for the first time. We’re five episodes in and I’ve found myself wondering where the plot’s going to end up and secretly hoping for a second season. 

The British Hubby made one of our movie night favorites, cheesy mushroom caps. He was very excited to try chipotle bacon pieces. Don’t tell him, but I couldn’t taste the difference from normal bacon pieces. 

Burt loves movie nights. It’s extra snuggle time.