I finally got the finale to load so I could see it. OMG!!! Like so many other accounts/reviews I’ve read I laughed, I cried, sitting on the edge of my seat for what would happen next the entire time.
Bree’s (and Roger’s) baby is beautiful. I ken Roger does not yet know for sure if it’s his, but he loves Bree enough to raise the child as his own. Even knowing about Bonnet, Roger is the better man and will defiantly be the boys father. Bree, from her own experience be able to comfort him on that point. While I wish they had time to show the father, daughter reunion and forgiveness, with everything else going on in this episode I understand not everything could be shown. I think they have forgiven each other. Even with the scene and dialog not shown, I think they convey it when they look at each other. I also bet Jamie got some one on one private time with the baby just like he did with in season 2 with Jenny ‘ s.
Ian’s choice was not an easy one for anyone. I know Jamie and Claire are quite upset by it. Yet you can see both their reluctance and acceptance in thier expressions. This is some really fine acting. Truly you can practically read their thoughts. If anyone holds any doubt about Ian’s choice all one has to do is look back to his fascination with the Indians. It runs so deep he has learned thier language enough to not only understand it but to interpret it as well. If there is any doubt left just look at his face after the gauntlet. Though parting is hard he has become a real man and his worth like Jamie’s is evident in his ability to give his word and mean it.
Roger I’m glad to say by his reunion scene is no longer tetering on the edge of a breakdown. I’m so glad he and Jamie cleared the air. Roger needed to know the whole story, and even though they were trying to protect Bree, Jamie had it coming. He knew it. Men have thier own code and manner of dealing with such emotionally charged issues. I’m sure you’ve heard the saying “It’s a guy thing.” Some are very critical of him not being there when the Fraser’s reunite, but honestly with everything that’s happened I truly can’t blame him for wanting a moment without basic survival hanging like a noose over his head to sort it out. Between his physical trama,and the emotional upheavals he’s had in the space of a few weeks and hours the guy needs to catch his breath so to speak. Can you imagine the self castigation, coupled with anger if you had a fight that ended in angry words, then learned after you both storm off in different directions that your partner was attacked, raped, and due to circumstance now blames themselves for the angry words you exchanged in the heat if an arguement? Protecting those we love is an ingrained human response. To learn what happened when they were left alone, for even a short period of time has to weigh heavily on them. Roger is no different than Jenny, Jamie, Claire, or a parent anywhere in the world.
The scenes in the future are both intriguing and satisfying. As I connected it later it bodes well for Ian’s future. Murtagh and Jocasta was also a pleasant suprise. The building tensions and banter between them has hinted that they both have enough fire and spirit see this next twist into the future. The letter will also provide a good dose of fancy footwork in the future. Season 5 cannot get here soon enough and from the questions left and the march of time it’s going to be a wild ride.
I wonder at what point Bree and Roger return to the future? How much more of Otter tooth will we see and learn? Ooh and is Otter tooth related to them? Maybe a decendent in Ians line? With Ian’s acceptance does that make Otter Tooth, part of the Fraser clan many decades later? Is this how he learns of the ability to time travel? It is hinted that the opal stone that causes such strife in the Indian village has some interesting powers.
I’m filling my Droughtlander time with the books and probably an entire re-watch of the show to make it through. Now I just have to convince myself to start at the beginning of the books instead of jumping straight into The Firey Cross. How will you spend yours? Leave a comment below if you are liking these posts and any suggestions or ideas on how to cope until season 5.
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Outlander Season 4
Don’t forget Diana ‘ s blog.Don’t forget Diana ‘ s blog.
Thank you for everything. I have a little problem that we dealt with this year and I’m asking your advice e on how to avoid this next year. I moved home after a stoke that left me permenaley disabled. So my husband and I moved into my mom’s house as she was there all alone, We were bothspending a great deal at tine and the financial advantages work well for all. In October hurricane Micheal hit the Gulf Coast so my youngest brother, wife and 2 kids took refuge from the storm. Like so many they lost everything. Thier home, they were renting, got a tree through it. Everthing was soaking wet and then developed mold. So as the children and parents could really use a dose of holiday cheer, we endevored, over thier protests to make it a good Christmas for all.
My husband spent three weeks helping me decorate, cook, buy and wrap presents, knowing the joy would be seeing thier faces on Christmas Day. So we spent a good amount of time with all the preperations. On Christmas eve we were up until 4am putting the finishing touches on packages, filling stockings, and any last minute things left to do. We planned to try and get a little sleep since the kids didn’t get in bed despite anyone’s best efforts till 11pm. Thinking they would sleep in just a little we planned to get up between 9 and 10 the next morning. Three year olds do not have the same time zone as the rest of us. 6am three yr olds are up begging, not quietly, to open presents. Anybodies present under the tree.
Mom works at the hospital so Christmas day is a workday. They prompted by an early morning wake up decide they can no longer contain or restrain a certain 3 year old boy. I am roused from slumber myself and informed that Santa has been here and the children can no longer be put off. As I am disabled I use a hospital bed that will not fit in our bedroom. Knowing how much my husband wants to see this I call him. I know we went to bed 2 hours ago so I’m expecting him not to be thrilled with this but we can take a nap later.
The conversation goes as follows;
Me – Santa has been here.
Him – Who?
Me – Santa
Him – Who?
Me – Santa Claus.
Him – Do you know what time it is? We just went to bed.
Me – They are opening presents and I thought you would want to see.
Him – Who did you say was here?
Me -Santa, I thought you would want to see.
Him – (Emphatically) “No”
Me – Are you sure?
Him – (very emphatic) “NO”.
Me – Okay go back to sleep.
I have my brother who is handing out the gifts leave his and mine for the most part under the tree. I’m now wide awake. I opened the gifts from my neice, mom, brother and sister-in-law. After thank you’s are exchanged, I ask for my first cup of coffee as my mom heads out the door to the hospital. All is quiet until 10am.
Hubby is up and upon entering the livingroom is astonished to see the only presents remaining is a small stack. He was so disappointed. The conversation went something close to this;
Him – What the heck?
Me – I called you. You said no! You didn’t want to come see.
Him – You said Santa was here.
Me – Yes, Santa was here did you want to come see
Him – no I didn’t want to see someone dressed as Santa. Couldn’t they have waited until I was up?
Me – Have you ever tried talking a three year old into waiting? They wanted to do this so mom could see before she went to work. I called you when this was happening earlier.
Him – No you said Santa was here. Did I want to see him? I thought maybe one of your brothers dressed up as Santa, or you hired someone to come play Santa, and this was the only time they could come. Well this just ruins my Christmas. I really wanted to see this. Why couldn’t it wait till I was here.
Me – I’m sorry that’s why I called you even though it was so early.
Him – You said nothing about them opening presents. All you said was someone dressed as Santa was here.
Me – Do we often invite, strange men in weird clothing into the house with children at 6am? Especially with all the wrapped gifts under the tree? Is this something you think we regularly do even on Christmas morning?
Him – I have set my phone to record all calls for business reasons. It helps me remember what was said and agreed upon when I talk to people about jobs. Let’s play the recording back, because you never said anything about opening presents.
You can hear everything we both said. I talked about Santa having come (I’m in the room with the kids). I repeated it twice. He still says no twice. The next line is garbled, but I’m sure I reiterated they are opening presents. Then after another “no” I say okay go back to sleep then.
Long story short both little and us big kids had a good Christmas. Toys, clothes, household, things we needed and things we like.
My neices came later that afternoon and he got to see them tear into thier gifts. It helped make up at least some of the disappointment of earlier.
So I guess my question is has this ever happened to anyone else?
Even though we had a good laugh about it, how do we not do this again? This experience was too funny not to share. I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas, and we look forward to a bright and happy 2019.
Happy Fathers Day…. in society today that term is special. Anybody can be a father, but Daddy is a big job!!! Growing up I can remember meeting my dad when he came home from work. Blue collar all the way, bear hugs, and tickles came with him. He smelled of coffee, engine grease, and Brut aftershave. He worked hard everyday, sometimes two jobs and had very definate ideas that some find old fashioned. For all our differences of opinion as an adult I can honestly say i’m greatful for being raised this way. We learned the value of a dollar, manners, and respect.
. Daddy’s chase away monsters under the bed or in the closet. He worked hard for our family and spent time with us growing up. He took imaginary phone calls, drank tea at tea parties, and helped mom make the coolest blanket forts. Daddy’s are mysterious creatures and I’ll explain what I mean. Mine was a real ‘guy’. He didn’t do things in the kitchen unless it was a Saturday or Sunday. He did not wear blue jeans. Button up shirts, flannel in winter. Dad made the waffles or pancakes. (Mom had to make the eggs and bacon… He didn’t do that). Electronic toys are great but, I learned how I should be treated by my future husband, by watching his example. Mine wasn’t perfect but he was perfect for me.
I remember having one of those moments in time where you realize how lucky you are. At my younger brothers wedding I watched his bride dance with her father, of all my siblings I was fortunate enough to have a father daughter dance. I miss the whit and gentle teasing. I would meet him for breakfast, at a really early hour. That was one of his quirks, if he had to be up extra early he thought we should too. This sucked growing up on Saturday mornings. Unless he was making bbq, he spent years perfecting that.
I carry him with me everyday, as I passed on to others he lives on in my heart. I see his example shine through when my brothers play with their children. Even when they don’t want to admit it. My dad lost his battle with cancer in 2011. I vividly remember in coming to terms with his death how lucky we were to grow up in a world where more and more families fathers are absent. I wish they had visiting hours in heaven, but until they do, Daddy I Love You. To all the dads out there I hope you become the hero in your family. Daddy’s help us see ourselves like this.
To all the dads especially if you grew up without one and know find yourself in the role. Spend as much time together as you can. To my half siblings I hope you got to spend time with the same father I grew up with. Children have no owners manuals and parents genrally do the best parenting they are able. I hope both children and adults remember that word of wisdom mine left with me.