OK, first Budweiser and now the Bryant Park Project? What gives, America? On top of all of the horrible things going on in the country (war, bad economy, loss of civil liberties, and on and on), now you’re getting rid of two of my favorite things?! Damn, the man!
In order to give a full tribute to my favorite of all radio shows that was rudely cancelled by NPR (National Poop-head Radio, I’m a little bitter) I’m linking to one of my favorite BPP stories. I tried to teach Trent how to do the Rock, Paper, Dance Off last night during our date night (also known as, drink way to much, start talking about issues that are waaaaayyyy to deep and wake up with underwear hanging from a lamp), but it just turned into a minor slap fight.
Goodbye, BPP. I miss you and your witty banter already.
I will be away for a bit, celebrating the fourth of July with large amounts of food and alcohol, as our founding fathers would have wanted. I’m in need of a blog-vacation, so I won’t be posting for a few days.
I have spent the last few weeks thinking a lot about the state of the world and what I’m doing with my life. Am I showing Lucy the right way to live? Am I doing all I can to make her planet a better place? This will probably continue during my few days away from the Internet, especially since I’ll be on a farm in Nowheresville, Kansas with a split group of political enthusiasts who love to drink vodka and debate (or dance, whichever comes first). I feel like I haven’t been doing enough for my world in the last few years. Before the whole holy-shit-I’m-pregnant thing, I was very involved in my community and non-profit organizations and saving the world one empoverished family at a time….but lately I’ve been doing some major slacking. Maybe because I started to become a part of an empoverished family myself? Maybe because my own life just seemed like too much?
But it’s time to do something. So a big goal of mine this weekend is to find a way that I can help more than just myself. What can I do? Where will I contribute the most good?
What can you do?
What will we do?
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Lately, I’ve been feeling like I’m being torn in half. Being a working parent is always hard, but with Lu starting preschool last week and my insane work schedule, I’ve been punched in the gut with massive amounts of guilt. I don’t see her all day, then I pick her up from the new school, run her across the street to her godparents’ house, and run back out the door to an event for work. If I skip the work event, then I’m stuck explaining to my boss why I wasn’t there or why I didn’t meet that vice president that was to attend. Trust me, not fun. I know that it’s not a normal schedule, and that things will slow down in a few weeks in terms of late night events, but what do I do now? How do I explain to Lu that I really do have to leave her (again) and that I promise we’ll have mama-Lucy time tomorrow? How do I say that to her, when I myself am thinking, “But I want my Lucy time nooowwww!”
The great thing about the web is it has so many stories to prove you’re not alone in anything you do. I’ve read story after story from women in the same position I’m in, and each one gives me hope that I’m not royally screwing up my child for life. This link is to a CNN story where several of the top CNN reporters talk about their balance as working moms, and their own guilt over the choices they’ve made. Hey, if Soledad O’Brian can do it with four kids and amazing hair, then so can I!
You all know I love me some Netflix. When we cancelled our cable television service due to insane-o pricing a few years ago, the deal was we’d get a Netflix membership to hold us over until the price for 400 channels fit a bit more snugly into our budget. And even though Netflix can screw over it’s best customers by being total punks, I still love them. Mainly because they can get me obscure DVDs that you can’t find in your local, Kansas Blockbuster.
In the last year I’ve become more and more underwhelmed with the US movies and television that are out there “entertaining” us. I rarely find a show I enjoy, and when I do, it’s usually on at some strange time and I miss it due to life obligations like Lu or work or sleeping (see: How I Met Your Mother or Eli Stone). I’ve gotten into a habit of renting entire television seasons on Netflix, and let me tell you, all this has done is reinforced my decision to move to London tomorrow.
Wait, have I mentioned that? I’d like to move to England, please. Donations for the flight and living costs are being accepted.
Even though I don’t enjoy fried fish or biscuits, I think I would fit well in the UK. Besides, if we moved there Lu would end up with some smashing British accent and automatically get into some prestigious university due to her charming interview. And I would settle into my flat during the evening and curl up with my telly to watch some amazing programmes.
[Did you see that? Telly? Programmes? Flat? Shit, I should just move tomorrow.]
Though I probably won’t be raising enough money to book my flight in the next weekmonthyear decade, I can still transport myself though my dear, old Netflix subscription. That is where I found my most recent obsession, Shameless.
Granted, I’m sure the strong pull toward this show was helped along a bit by the presence of one of it’s stars, my second husband, but when I added it to my Netflix cue I had no idea I’d be begging Lu to go to bed so I could watch another episode. This “dramedy” tells the story of a family living in the Manchester projects, led by a drunk father, a teenage sister taking care of the family with her car thief boyfriend, a gay 15-year-old brother, a brother who is a certified genius, a bi-polar little sister who thinks her baby doll is real and a whole host of other characters. This show has found the perfect combination of outright laughs and touching moments to keep me enthralled and, as I mentioned, mildly obsessed.
Because I’m feeling rather girly today, the clips I’m posting are the smooshy sweet ones depicting the main characters first meeting. I know, cheesy. But I don’t care, it’s effing adorable and I wanted to watch every season after seing the following scene.
Sidenote: These clips are a bit lengthy, so if it’s taking a long time to load, hit pause, wait a bit, then hit play again.
After this chance meeting, Steve confesses to Fiona that he has actually wanted to ask her out for months, but she doesn’t believe him. The following scene is when she calls bullshit and tells him to describe the first time her saw her. It’s also when she finds out that he is not the spoiled brat she had assumed, but actually a small time car thief. Oh, and also, he’s wicked good looking. Just in case I hadn’t mentioned that once or twice or thirty times.
Gah! So cute! “Finished?” “No, we’re working on it.” Trent needs to call James McAvoy and thank him for all the lovin’ he’s going to get after I finish this DVD. It’s like porn for sappy girls!
I swear, it all makes sense when you see the show. So rent it. Or buy it. Or at least watch the first episode of season 1 before you give up on it. And tell the boys in your life that they’ll like it too, as there is plenty of crime and fighting and exposed breasts (this show would never make it on US television unless it was on HBO). Just turn on the TV and settle down with a cigarette and strong drink. It’ll make it all seem more real.
[Crazybananas does not condone smoking, but she sure does miss it sometimes. However, she does condone strong drinks. It’s a necessity of life.]
As long as I’m rambling on and on about British TV (and knowing most of you have stopped reading and moved on by now anyway), I’m going to humor myself and introduce you to another show from the UK that you should be renting, my original favorite British show, Coupling. They tried to remake it in the US a few years ago, but the comedy just doesn’t translate. It is billed (here, at least) as the British version of Friends, but it’s so much more than that. Trent and I laugh out loud every single time we watch this show. It takes normal, everyday musings and happenings in relationships and plays them back, in all of their ridiculousness, for everyone to see. I think that’s why it’s so funny, because anyone in a relationship watches this show and says “EXACTLY!” But these guys make it much funnier.
The following is a clip where the main couple, Susan and Steve, go to a fertility specialist. I know it’s a bit long, but if you can make it to the three minute mark, you’ll be a fan for life. I swear.
Sorry, I was over here laughing so hard I almost peed a little bit. To the very few of you that have made it through this long post, I have two things to say. First, go rent these DVDs and watch them with friends. Second, what are you doing wasting your time reading huge blog posts? I mean, jeez, get a life already!
Update: Thanks to my lovely readers, I’ve found out you can watch Shameless on the Sundance Channel, Sundays at 9 p.m. You can find Coupling on BBC America. Now you have no excuses! Watch!
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Since no one reads blogs on Fridays anyway, I figured it’s the perfect day for me to spew some political talk.
And when I say spew, I mean talk about something I know very little about….soooooo, let’s keep in mind that these are MY opinions. And as this is MY (except when Lu gets a hold of the laptop) blog, I can say whatever I want. Poop! Pee pee! Supercalifrageloustiexpealidocious! See, anything I want.
In short, I voted in a primary this year, as I do every election. I voted for someone who I really, really thought could change this country. Someone who had what it takes to bring us back to the great America we were before we started wars by lying and went into an economic crisis. Some who focused on (EGADS!) healthcare for all people. And (HOLY MOLY!) equal rights. Someone who had a plan for the American people.
Unfortunately that someone had a husband with a wandering weiner, so a lot of people didn’t like her. (Sidenote: How many people have said, “I’m not voting for McCain because I don’t agree with his wife”? Or, “Michelle Obama will ruin this country” when her husband is the one running for president? Just asking…).
Well, sadly, my candidate will not be running for president in November. But contrary to pundits on Fox News, I do not think my party is so divided. In truth, I loved both democratic candidates, I just felt Hilary had a bit better of a plan than Barak. And I’m all about planning. But Mr. Obama can inspire like nobody’s business, and after I heard his speech following the New Hamshire primary, I almost checked the Obama box when I voted.
Lord, that guy can make you proud to be an American. And also, can apparently write a catchy tune.
So, I’m throwing my support whole-heartedly behind Barak Obama. Because along with the fact that he can deliver quite the speech and has policy ideas to move America forward here at home and internationally instead of continuing to separate us from the rest of the world, he also has a wife that gives him a fist pound when he does something good. I mean, could he BE any more badass?
This officially ends my political rambling.
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