Marshmallows, the time has come….

My husband thought I was crazy. About a year ago, I decided to participate in one of the biggest Kickstarter projects to date. Not because I wanted to be able to say that sentence, but because I love “Veronica Mars”. The smart, well written episodes entertained me during a strange life transition that found me as a newlywed sleeping on a futon in a 400 square foot apartment on an Army base in southern Georgia in June. That sentence should simply be read as: unemployed, cramped and hot. Like really, really hot. It was the summer of 2011 which had more than 100 days over 100 in a row down south.  See, the magic of Netflix brought me Veronica as I missed it the first time around. It began airing during my 18 months living in Ecuador and I am not usually a fan of jumping into a series mid-run. But my husband and I watched and loved that series for three weeks that June.   And now, it’s here. The next chapter in Veronica’s story arrived in my email in box earlier today.

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