Sunday, February 20, 2011

Held Captive

This is why we turned off our cable.  Or, part of the reason.  Because I was being held captive by the TV.  And now that I’ve realized I can watch pretty much anything that held me captive on cable on the internet, I’m held captive again.  I love Grey’s Anatomy.  I can’t help it.  And usually, I watch it with a friend who lives nearby.  We have our weekly TV/wine/bitch night.  She has three kids and I have two – all under the age of six.  And with kids these ages and husbands who work unpredictable schedules and whose workdays involve hurtling through the air at subsonic (but still ridiculously fast) speeds, we drink a fair amount of wine.  And I look forward to this night.

But I haven’t been able to go in a few weeks.  Tonight, because both of our husbands are at the same “all dude” event with the squadron – one of the rare non-family events.  So I cannot go to her house because if I did, that would be considered neglectful (with the kids upstairs asleep and all).  As a result, I’ve been catching up on the internet.  And it’s silly because I’m sitting here thinking, “the Major is gone, I should go take a long warm bath… or I should go read… or something…”  But instead, I’m stuck here watching episode after episode of Grey’s.  And it’s good.  But it’s wasteful of my on most precious resource — free time.  And I could just turn it off… but, no, actually, I cannot. DAMMIT.

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