quiet moments

the way your leg brushes up against mine still feels like electricity. your hand resting on my back as you stand up and walk away. bringing me a piece of cake. the small quiet gestures are still the ones that make me smile. the way a perfect stranger can fall completely in love with you after only ten minutes. you're charming even when you're just being polite. even after fifteen years you still have a way of killing me. a funny thing, these memories, these hearts, this love.

oh snap. snap. snapity, snap...

let me just start by saying that before i was able to drive, THIS, was my fantasy. and once i was able to drive this kinda/sorta was how we rolled in the suburbs growing up. me, ms. k, ms. b, tara, B. all of us, both together and separately, this is kinda how things were. just replace Phil's with A&W and you pretty much have us. before i knew i was a major mo, THIS, was my fantasy. how did i not know? i mean really. i wanted to be one of the Charlie's Angels girls and one of the Facts of Life girls, i mean really.

anyway, this totally and completely was my favorite show as a child. and anyone who knows me knows that this was my favorite episode eva. eva. the fact that i found it tonight on youtube has me dancing in my chair, bouncing off the walls, and suffering from a major head explosion. sitting here watching it all over again, i'm a little surprised that i find myself saying the dialogue right along with my favorite eastland bitches, almost word for word. even after all these years. yes, i'm old.

i can totally relate to tootie's desire to want to hear her name on the radio, that pseudo-celebrity and all that. my nemesis from 107.9 the end was forced to announce my name on air the night that i won free passes to see Rounders back in the day. i taped it and Lindsay was my witness, so holla. wow, those days were pretty amazing as well...staying up until 3 a.m. every night that one summer with Lindsay, Adam, and Lucas. i miss them and those days more than i realized.

anyway, for your enjoyment a little piece of me, in three parts:

i think giddy would best describe my mood each time i watch this scene.

me = two DVRs quickly filling up, and an endless supply of new shows to catch up on.
ms k = one DVR, some live viewing, and a primitive tool known as a VCR?

we discuss our new show addiction, i force her to watch Chuck, and we come to the conclusion that the only rational thing to do, in order to stay caught up on our shows, is not to make a cut here or there but rather quit our jobs. i'm ready to make the sacrifice.

thursday:

i think my mom is dating. i had a Brothers & Sisters moment when i immediately, upon finding this out, wanted to call my sister and tell her so she could in turn call my mom and taunt her. it kind of loses something in the translation being from a family of two kids, but still the moment was there.

friday:

after running screaming from work i meet up with my mother for some quality time spent at the cemetery. i treat her to dinner at Bob Evans, down on the farm! i'm seriously addicted to their Wildfire Chicken Salad. i order a mini version and team it with a cup of cheddar potato soup. score. we make our way to the cemetery and are forced to use the air conditioner in my car. the beginning of October, leaves are just starting to change, and i'm wearing flip flops in 90 degree weather. i fear the end of days, or even worse autumn getting skipped over and us going straight into winter. where are you my favorite time of year? if we wind up with one week of autumn before winter settles in ima gonna be pissed.

i arrive home and attempt to knock a few shows out. Grey's Anatomy, It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia, the Soup, and About a Girl all make an appearance. there's really only one reason keep About a Girl around on my ever growing roster of new fall shows and i fear even he isn't enough to do it for me. i discover that T is recently single and my plan of total T world domination takes a promising turn. my goal was to make him fall madly in love with me the night of E's wedding, it should be much easier now with his boyfriend out of the picture. kidding. kinda.

saturday:

tv tv tv. i get caught up on Chuck, Dirty Sexy Money, Earl, the Office, and 30 Rock! all are viewed. i watch Year of the Dog and find myself annoyed, way to ruin the chill vibe that my day had going stupid movie. i begin work on a mix cd while i wait to hear from nikki1 who is in town for the weekend. she calls two hours earlier than expected and we find me still in my sleepwear at 4 p.m. pretty much the most laid back day ever. while i was awake at 7 a.m. i guess the shower just wound up being an unattainable goal for me. so nikki1 asks me what i feel like doing and i tell her that i was just waiting to see what she was up for and what she had time for since she had limited time and many people to try and see. i am informed that she has reserved the entire evening for me and this makes me smile. i laugh when she says that she's craving a visit to the Garden of Olives. living in the big city now i assumed that she'd be over lame chain restaurants in backwards little towns like this. but she said that she doesn't have one by her and has been craving it since she left in may. Olive Garden it is. so we have some yummy pasta but some seriously dry salad and bread sticks and spend the better part of two hours talking and catching up. i ask her about her broken toe and she tells me that it's a long story that involves exposed penises. she hates her job, loves the city, and the wedding preparations are coming together nicely. i have six months to get my ass in shape before i have to stand up at the front of the church in front of a million people i've known for the better part of my life. i just can't seem to find the motivation.

speaking of weddings, i think my sister is about to find herself on the receiving end of an engagement ring. her boyfriend is flying in from DC tomorrow on a secret covert op to discuss something with my mother. he'll be in town for two hours and then he's flying back home before my sister gets home from work. he also had a small package mailed to my mother but asked her not to open it until he was in town to talk to her. so i may have three weddings in store for me over the course of the next year.

in other news, my mother appears to have her second date for the week. yes, for those of you keeping score at home this makes my non-existent love life seem all the more pathetic. but, good for her.

highlights from my week...

mr. wonder: what are you doing here today?
me: well, i saw how sad you looked the other day when i told you i wouldn't be here. so i asked if it would be ok if i came in anyway, just for you.
mr. wonder: really? that's a nice surprise. today's going to be a good day.
me: um....

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mr. wonder: wow, i'm glad i didn't mess up.
me: me too, i might have had to throw you out of here.
mr. wonder: true dat.
me: wurrrrd.
mr. wonder: (giggling like a crazy person) wurd.

and then i died from cuteness overload.

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me: i forgot to tell you that my shirt fits.
D: you are too skinny now if a little boy's shirt fits you!
me: it's a children's XL!

Pushing Daisies

oh man. oh man. oh man. i loved this show. chuck and ned are adorable. it's cute, surprisingly funny, and pretty to look at. plus Swoosie Kurtz! i dug the narration, even though that seems to be done to death, especially on abc: grey's anatomy, desperate housewives, men in trees... but it makes this show more like a fairytale. all i could think about today was rushing home to check this show out. i know i'm in store for a heartbreak. it's so unusual and unlike anything on network tv, that translates to lack of an audience and an early cancellation, please see Wonderfalls. my sister and i both said that before the show even aired. it's easily my new favorite show of the season, sorry other Chuck. it's almost perfection. if it wasn't for that annoying woman who makes my skin crawl, Kristin Chenoweth, i'd give it an A+. seriously, why why why does she keep popping up in things? i hate her voice, i hate her face, she's not funny, cute, charming, whatever she's aiming for. she needs to go away, soon. and never come back.

one week in, here are my thoughts so far...


Chuck

i was surprised at how much i loved this show. it was funny and action-filled. barney from How I Met Your Mother as a spy on Alias. a perfect blend of two of my favorite things. i got that, i want to see more right this very second, feeling at the end of the hour. that to me is a good indication that i'll end up loving a show. i had that same reaction to brothers & sisters and men in trees last year. sadly, i also had that with studio 60. but i definitely plan on making Chuck a weekly must watch.


Reaper

it was a lot darker than i expected. Bret Harrison never disappoints so maturally he was as funny, cute and charming as ever. and also no big surprise Ray Wise steals the show. i liked it enough to check it out again, but i didn't love it the way i expected to.


Dirty Sexy Money

if there was one show that i was planning on checking out that i didn't have much faith in, DSM would be it. it sounded interesting enough, a throw back to the true soapy days of Dallas and Dynasty. Greg Berlanti, who can do no wrong, came on board. and it was one of the most talked about new shows of the season. i watched the first ten minutes, found it hard to keep my eyes open, and DVRed it for later. after going back to it i found myself laughing, a lot. and truly enjoying the insanity and over the top drama that was unfolding. i think the best way to describe it would be Brothers & Sisters on crack. sure it may grow old eventually the way Desperate Housewives did in season one after about ten episodes, but i plan on sticking with it for now.


Private Practice

boring. Grey's Anatomy lite. half the fun, very little characters and storyline that i actually cared about. full of itself. odd editing when it came going from one plot line to the next. and a serious lack of music, which is what got me hooked on Grey's in the first place. i have a feeling at this rate this show won't be hard to say goodbye to. p.s. i'm still annoyed by the recast.