Archive for television
Well, since I’m kidless for some large chunks of time, I’ve been able to watch a little bit of boob tube. Here’s what we’ve been watching:
Hot Tub Time Machine – Laughed my ass off at this movie! Love it, love it, love it. And, because I’m an eighties girl, I also love John Cusack. It’s a requirement.
Kick Ass – I really liked this. Not quite as funny as Hot Tub Time Machine, but it was a good movie with a decent story. The little girl? Awesome. Just awesome. Worth watching.
Also, season three of True Blood wrapped up on Sunday night. Again, not the same as the books, but still darn good. It’s really like a whole new GOOD story. If you don’t get HBO, go rent the first two seasons from Netflix or something. If you have a weak stomach, nevermind.
I’ve also started watching The Big C on Showtime. I’ve been catching it while the kids are at school on OnDemand. So far, I like it. Here’s a video for that:
Seems like I haven’t really watched anything bad. Maybe that’s because I’m just happy to be able to watch SOMETHING. Although I did fall asleep during the Jets/Ravens game last night. Meh. That’s what Tony gets for putting football on at night. Although, if it were a Steelers game, I would have been hootin’ and hollerin.’
Have a great day, and get some entertainment!
Go check on Ginny’s post over on That’s Church.
Yup, THAT is church. When I found out a few months ago that a Pittsburgher was going to be on True Blood, I was all “Yay!!!” The fact that he’s…um…easy on the eyes? Even better.
First, I’m going to say, “Happy Mothers’ Day” to all moms, especially my own. Being a mom is the hardest gig out there, no doubt about it. I don’t think that any woman can TRULY appreciate what their own mother has done until she, herself, is a Mom. So, thanks Mom. I love you.
Yesterday I had our day all planned out. The weather was crappy. Windy, cold and rainy. And I knew it was going to be like that. So, the plan was to do our little Saturday morning routine at the restaurant and then hang in the house. I had the girls all prepped for an afternoon of jammies, movies and the Wii. Perfect. And while they were doing that, I was planning on catching up on some housework (you know, clean a couple of bathrooms, vacuum, laundry) and some internet work. But wait…there was more. After putting them to bed, I planned on reading my new book from Charlaine Harris (Dead in the Family (Sookie Stackhouse, Book 10)) for a couple of hours before watching Betty White host Saturday Night Live.
It all started out great. The girls (after a little, um, “discussion” about what they were going to watch) settled in to watch Goosebumps and All Grown Up. I chatted with Tony for a bit, got some work done, and we all decided to have a snack of ice cream about 3:30. That is the time of day that my energy hits that gigantic dip. I brewed coffee and sat on the couch with the kids, enjoying Rugrats: All Grown Up. Well, I think I was actually enjoying the inside of my eyelids. Then it happened.
The power went out.
Thank God the coffee had already brewed! We sat and waited for a couple of minutes to see if it was just a flicker (because that happens more often than a long stretch of no power). No go. The kids continued to play, but I was sort of stuck. Couldn’t do laundry. Couldn’t vacuum. The bathrooms that needed cleaned were the ones without windows, so that was out. No internet. So, I started reading my book.
And that’s what I did until the power came back on around 6:00.
It put me in a great mood. I happily made dinner. I set the kids up in Chloe’s room for their quasi-sleepover. I kept on reading. I surrendered my to-do list for a day of doing what I wanted to do. I mean, I had to diffuse some fights. I had to freak out when they wouldn’t just LAY DOWN AND GO TO BED AT 10:00. But I finished my book.
Just in time to watch Saturday Night Live, which was awesome! This was probably my favorite:
And guess what? I DID vacuum this morning. And do some laundry. Oh, and I got breakfast in bed! (Watermelon , a fiber bar and iced tea from Chloe. Iced tea and a salami sandwich with a broken up string cheese on it from Becca. Awesome.)
Have a great Mothers’ Day!!!!
You know, I’m not a person who cries all that much. I THINK that my friends and family consider me pretty tough. I’m not overly emotional or sappy. I roll with the punches. I don’t fret over things that I’ve done in my past. My head is pretty clear.
Don’t get me wrong. I DO cry when it comes to those major times in life when having a cry is good. Death. Miscarriage. You know.
**OK, now that I’ve brought you all down, let’s move on**
I have a dirty little secret, though. I cry like a hungry baby when I am proud or overly happy. School concerts? I cry. First day Becca got on the bus? Tears. Weddings? **sniff, sniff** And here is the stupidest thing of all that makes me cry. Folgers commercials.
Back in the day (I think this one is from the eighties), I used to cry every time I saw this Folgers commercial when Peter comes home for Christmas.
Well, this morning, as I was brushing the kids’ hair and getting ready for school, I saw a new Folgers commercial. I couldn’t find it on YouTube, but it basically has a twenty-something girl drinking coffee at the kitchen table. Dad comes down and tells her that she came in pretty late last night. She tells Dad that she’s not sixteen anymore, and he won’t have to worry about that much longer, and shows him an engagement ring.
Becca was very confused about my tears. When I explained that I would cry when SHE got engaged, she told me that she wouldn’t get married. I told her that they would be HAPPY tears.
She looked at me like I had “Crazy” stamped on my forehead.
If all is right with the universe, she’ll get my crying gene.
I’m going to talk about True Blood a bit. So, if you’ve never seen the show (or read the books), just move along…come back tomorrow for something else.
I know that I’ve discussed this before, but I have a serious attachment to the stories in the Sookie Stackhouse Series (the books). At some points in time, it makes it difficult to watch True Blood. I was very intrigued with the introduction of Maryann at the end of last season. And, for the most part, I have enjoyed the new and original story line that she is involved in. (Except for the fact that they’re in Sookie’s house. That is bothering me.) However, I’m about done with that story line. On Sunday night, I saw that there were only three episodes left, and it seemed that the two major story lines were about to mingle together. Could be interesting. I’m hoping that it happens in the next episode, because the whole “Maryann hunting after Sam” thing has started to bore me.
It was pretty cool when Sam turned into a fly. Original. Now, I went over to the Charlaine Harris website, and found a link to a little essay that she wrote for Borders. I never thought about the fact that the books are COMPLETELY through Sookie’s eyes, and how logistically difficult that would be for a television show.
As she says, I’m trying to think of the tv series and the books as two totally different stories. But I’m still attached to Sookie. And I don’t like that bitch Maryann in her house.
OK, I feel better getting that off my chest. So? Only three more episodes? That will take me into September, then there’s a new book coming out in October. (It’s called A Touch of Dead, and I believe it’s a collection of the short stories that she has written). I’m going to pre-order it through Amazon Kindle, so it goes right to my fancy schmancy new iPhone. It’s only ten bucks if I do it that way (and, no shipping!). It will probably be the first REAL book I read on my phone.
Yeah…I still love my phone
OK, back to normal mommy complaining and stories tomorrow!