The summer before 5th grade, when I was 10, I read The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas for the first time. I was convinced I was going to travel to France and become the first girl Musketeer. No one had the heart to tell me about the French Revolution, there was no king, hence no Musketeers. When I found out I was so mad, how dare they have a revolution before I could become a sword wielding champion.
Since then I have loved every movie or show depicting the Musketeers. There is one I just discovered on Hulu, it is called simply The Musketeers. I must say it is well done, of course anything with Peter Capaldi as Cardinal Richelieu is nothing short of brilliant.
I met him, have I told you that? Peter Capaldi, he was super nice and didn’t make me feel dorky at all.
I digress, this particular show has an actor playing D’Artagnan is so amazingly pretty. I am telling you he has me saying Dean who? He has perfect hair, just enough scruffiness and plays D’Artagnan perfectly. Dean is the prettiest man in the universe (Superman duh) but this guy, he has earth.
He was always my favorite character, self-assured in his youthful exuberance, loyal to the king and so very pretty. Did I mention that? This is a BBC production, the actor is British, I am almost ready to go to England and find him.
Luke Pasqualino is his name, he is of Italian descent, I looked him up.
He was also in Battlestar Galactica: Blood and Chrome, I thought I recognized him while I was watching the show.
Watching the show and remembering my time in training for becoming a Musketeer, yes, I learned to sword fight, made me think about everything I wanted to become and didn’t.
There were so many things I wanted to do, Musketeer, intrepid girl reporter, singer (that one was never going to happen), a Solid Gold dancer, dancing on American Bandstand and Soul Train. The last two were real possibilities if I had been born sooner, but alas it was not to be. None of my childhood career choices came to pass, trust me, I never dreamed of tech support.
As one does when they take stock of all of their failed dreams I began to become morose. Then I thought back to the one thing I had wanted to become since I was 5 years old. A mom, I always knew I wanted to be a mom, and I did that.
I am so proud of how my children turned out, I like to think I was an ok mom. Anyone who thinks they are a perfect parent, you’re not, we all make mistakes along the way. Except my mom, she was the total exception, I feel like we should all feel that way about our moms.
I hope my children think I did an ok job, I told them while they were growing up that if I messed up too badly I’d pay for their therapy when they were grown.
None have taken me up on that, yet, so far, so good.
In conclusion, watch The Musketeers, I need someone to talk to about the show!