Our song.

June 27th, 2007

For the past 3+ decades, this song has managed to sneak into my brain, occassionally being that annoying song that gets stuck in there playing over and over for a couple of days. But it still rocks.

Now, well, Sofie’s almost singing it word for word. Last week, she was talking to me in her all-vowel-phonetic way, and I swear she was singing this song. With the wonders of YouTube, I was able to find it to play for her. And we danced. She loves to dance.

And it’s now our song. :)

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GP #7: Start me up

June 22nd, 2007

I didn’t want to like USA network’s The Starter Wife. I was curious, though… GLG (“the muse”) is the sister of my longtime neighbor. While I’ve never met her, JL & MP have certainly spoken of adventures with G and her talented husband, so I kinda feel like I know her, in an acquaintance-who-I-know-only-because-I-run-into-her-for-a-couple-of-minutes-at-the-annual-wine-festival sorta way.

I dvr’d it, watched the first 30 minutes of the 1.5 hour premiere, and couldn’t stand it. The writing was trying too hard to be quick and witty. Good actors (I love Judy Davis), although Debra Messing just seemed to be playing a role similar to what we’ve seen her do. But she’s good at it.

And the slap-in-your-face product placement by Pond’s? Whorish and annoying.

Since then, I’ve seen the show on the TV Guide channel listings, only to keep pushing the remote button, patting myself on the back for not wasting my time on it.

Fast forward to yesterday afternoon, a few of weeks after casting the show out of my life. There was a mini Starter marathon on, with the last 45 minutes of the premiere airing. Something possessed me to tune to it. Probably because Sofie was taking a nap, and neither Judge Judy nor The People’s Court were on. ”I’ll just check it out to see what a superior decision I made to not waste my time on this totally and sadly affected show.”

Before I knew it, I was all caught up with the first 5 hours of the mini-series and oh-so frustrated to discover the finale is next week.

The show is ridiculous. Deliciously ridiculous, like consuming HoHos with a Quinta do Noval port.

Yum.

And I’m bummed to discover there’s only one more HoHo left in the box.