True Blood

Look I “don’t” watch TV.  Me and everyone on the cul-de-sac…yes, I hope you are laughing to yourself at what a hypocritical statement that is.  The truth is there are two types out here in Suburbia.  The “I don’t watch TV but there are these two shows….I actually only watch them On Demand” (when I am not being super suburbian woman) type. This would be me.  The “I am too smart to allow myself to admit that I occasionally actually enjoy a well written and well acted show” type…even though I have three plasmas.  (The only reason behind their purchase is because my husband, well he made me.) 

So, I admit it.  I am the “I don’t watch but really do” type and the truth is I have discovered the freaking mother load of entertainment this weekend.  AND I spent FIVE hours today watching it…every last morsel.  My children played and Big Lou slept.  I am technically sleeping off the rest of my flu that I am thankfully feeling a ton better from, but truth is, at one point, I felt like it was the happiest moment of my life as one episode ended and then I clicked back over to see that I had five more to view!!!

I mentioned there are two types out here.  The other, are those types who over love their shows.  They have no shame in loving up every episode, they have no network loyalty and they proudly do not discriminate between reality TV and the medical, spy dramas.  I love these people as much as I love the ones who wish they didn’t enjoy anything about curling up on the couch with a nice fire, warm sandwich and watching hours pass. 

I am a bit conflicted.  I want to be the “I don’t have a TV in my house” or at least the “I don’t subscribe to cable” snob - However, no use, because now, with a husband of 11 years and three kids, well I have new TV conflictions.  Currently, I am tortured in my own home by my little remote control.  There is the occasional time where I find myself alone in my home.  I think about my unfinished painting or my sewing machine I don’t know how to use or my book not yet read and then I see it…the long, slim, silver remote.  It is pointed up towards that dark, gapping, shiny, black square on my wall.  It calls out to me Who is hunting ghosts? What are they cooking on FoodTV?  Oprah…I heard she has the best guests, Law and Order?  Or what has happened to our economy since I turned my car radio off five minutes ago? 

All secretly reasons that I deserve to just veg out!  What is it that caused me to identify my “#1 Not To Do” list item (see previous blog entries) of don’t procrastinate which in many cases for me means watch very limited TV. 

So, here is my tip for Thanksgiving week…when you are so stuffed and done with football.  Hit your On Demand go straight to HBO and watch every single episode of True Blood.  Your emotions will range from wanting to have mad sex, to sadness, to laughing to suspense, to disbelief that you have been walking around, not picking up your remote all the while such a masterpiece has been available, right at your fingertips for your viewing. 

Enjoy some True Blood with your turkey…

E