It gets infinitely better! The head cold from hell came crashing down hard on me yesterday morning when I was awakened by a phone call from my drunken sister. (It's 10 hours earlier in Alaska) We agreed to connect again at a mutually in-our-right-mind time, when I finally stumbled downstairs and planted myself on the sofa.
The stars had aligned, there is something oh so right in the world, because as I jockeyed the remote away from my match of the day loving husband, I discovered there was whole marathon of the Gilmore Girls on channel 4. That's right, all Lorelai all the time. If I hadn't been sick, I don't think I would have allowed myself the guilty indulgence of a Saturday afternoon in front of the tube. Are you as hard on yourself about these things? Furthermore, are as willing to admit you like the Gilmore Girls as much as I do?
The day wasn't a complete write off, I did manage to get started stiching our Christmas stockings.... I'll show you more later, but let's just say they're inspired by these ridiculously over priced stockings.
Some more good things about my day included:
Microwave Popcorn.
Lap cats.
Live at KEXP Vol. 4 (thanks Amy!)
A lad's night out for the G - (the remote was mine, all mine!).
Lem-Sip (kind of like theraflu).
My silky green slippers.
Nina Simone
Six Feet Under season 1 on DVD (thanks Zoe!)
3 comments:
Ok, so I was trying to figure out how I knew these people. Then I realized it was Rory and Lorelei. I will admit that I have enjoyed the Gilmore Girls. Not as much as Erin does (I remember a time in our lives when it was ESSENTIAL we were home at 8 pm weds night, that was before DVR of course) I also like the stockings, want to see pics of the completion, and rarely get occasion to watch tv all day, mostly self imposed because I am trying to limit the tube. But I would totally would if it were just my own mind I was rotting, and if we had cool marathons instead of the crap that's on here. And I would enjoy it thoroughly. I was just telling someone how much I enjoyed the tube and netflix during my 7 weeks of bedrest. Thanks for the shout out for the cd, and if safeway sold something called lem-sip, I might be inclined to drink it instead of beer. Especially if it tasted like theraflu. (can you imagine me at the bar 'just a cup of warm water please, I brought my lem-sip' sounds theraputic, and sleepy. Sorry about your cold B-Rock All Star, it is going around here too, and it blows, big time. Love you! Nelson
I snickered at Erin's decree at the time and hadn't really seen the show since. And now I'm willing to admit that she was right all along. Even though no one is THAT witty in real life, it does give me something to aspire to. While I'm at it, I'll also admit that I like Fiona Apple, Shakira and I've even been known to listen to the Counting Crows from time to time. There I said it. I've purged myself my closet affiliations.
Dear Santa,
Please can I have a DVR for Christmas? I've been a real good girl.
Love,
Brooke
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