Do you ever have one of those days where all you want to do is sit down and indulge in a marathon session of TV on the Bravo channel? If not, move along, you may be in the wrong place.
Today was definitely one of those days for me. I woke up and the first thought in my brain was “I wonder what happened on Shahs of Sunset.” And then I realized I had missed two whole episodes of one of the housewives shows, who cares which one, I watch all but those Atlanta ladies.
I got dressed and sat on the couch trying to squeeze in 15 minutes of junk before the first Little showed up. And I realized I was losing the war with my DVR. This machine is recording at a rate far faster than I can keep up with. There’s a possibility I am recording shows just to use the DVR. I’m not sure I’ll actually ever get to watch them all before the machine breaks due to old age.
So here’s my game plan. I’m going to go into TV mode on Friday evening once the last Little has crested my threshold. I’m going to dedicate myself to turning into an immoveable blob until Sunday morning when the Hubster returns from duty. I think it is only fitting that I spare him the embarrassment that will be my life for the weekend. (Not to mention spare myself the loss of TV time whenever the Hubster talks to me or asks my opinion on what’s for dinner.)
I’ve already got a clever title, “The Weekend of Heather”, and I’ve enough bags of chips to survive without having to cook a real meal. My one concern is soda. To avoid having to leave the couch to get more soda I am going to install a cooler full of it next to me on the couch. And I guess I’ll have to make one of those empty can towers in order to fit all the refuse on my coffee table. If I can dredge up the courage, I may even strap a stadium pal to my leg and really get nuts.
Now here’s to hoping I can walk after that much inactivity. I may turn into George Costanza during the “Summer of George.”
For those of you wondering what will become of the poor Lola, have no fear. She has requested the seat next to me on the couch. She will have her food bowls and supplies stationed near the couch, within my reach. As far as peeing, she’s hoping her Mommybeast will put down some pee pads under her couch blankie, because if Mommybeast pees while sitting, so will she.
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