Everyday is Like Sunday
June 22nd, 2008
I genuinely fear for the future of our collective food supply should I ever become pregnant (which, if recent developments are any indication, will be approximately the twelfth day of never), because my pre-menstrual self sure knows how to pack it away. It’s not that I’m all that hungry, necessarily, it’s that I’m searching desperately for the RIGHT thing, and nothing quite meets my mind’s expectations. Ergo, instead of merely accepting that I am full from a less-than-perfect meal or snack, I somehow feel that I am entitled to perfection, which may or may not include a bowl of cereal (nope, that’s not it) and half of a chocolate Easter bunny. A HOLLOW Easter bunny, which infuriated me at the time, and left me digging around our cabinets for something else more satisfactory. Something with some HEFT. Like, perhaps, my thighs.
In other news, it’s rained every. single. day. for more than a week — not the whole day, mind you, but right in the middle part, when you’re trying to figure out if you can go to the lake and read books between dips and grahmothereffingGRAH we didn’t make it there this weekend. Which is a shame, given that it looks like this, even on a rainy day, yes?
Oh sure. My house is a totally comparable substitute. TOTALLY.
We did an ungodly amount of lounging and movie-watching, since it was thunderstorming most of the outdoor-able times. This was just as well, given that Adam bought a television that is approximately the size of a football stadium — it was the TV he’d been coveting, on sale for a ridiculously low price, albeit in a size that is, well, a little embarrassing. I honestly tried to take photos to demonstrate its hugeness, with Diet Coke cans for scale and everything, but it just wasn’t translating, although I did get some nice shots of Amy Poehler as Hillary Clinton. Which, you know, will be a nice keepsake for her someday.
Because of space issues downstairs, the TV ended up in our bedroom, and my God. it’s as though we’re in the front row of a movie theater. A FEEL-AROUND movie theater, with my neck craned up and the surround sound on eleven. I came out of the shower in hysterics, because look! BRIAN WILLIAMS IS IN OUR BEDROOM WITH A VERY LARGE HEAD. I’d prefer him naked and in the flesh, but this was the next best thing, I suppose. And while I like Tom Brokaw — except for the fact that it feels like he’s FORCING! EVERY! WORD! OUT! OF! HIS! MOUTH! WITH! GREAT! EFFORT! — the smallest of consolations for Tim Russert’s death would have been that Brian Williams did the broadcast shirtless.
And in other photographic news, Sunny would like the world to know that she has an extraordinarily difficult life and has been tricked into a life of never-ending lounging, sleeping and enforced relaxation:
My life blows.
Not that I frequented the theater that often anyway, but living in a town where there … well, there is a theater, but it runs ONE MOVIE AT A TIME, and it’s usually not first-run, our lives revolve around rentals, Showtime and HBO. Consequently, this weekend’s movies included Eastern Promises, which I made it through approximately three seconds of — despite the promise of Viggo naked — due to an unfortunately graphic throat-slitting two minutes in. This led to The Golden Compass (Shut up. Have thing for kid’s fantasy books and movies), which lead to Ocean’s Thirteen and can we say DUD DUD DUD and that this is all because my tiny-ass town didn’t have Dexter season one on DVD anywhere?
And with that, we’re going to abandon this bundle of an exciting recap because an ominous sounding text-to-speech automaton informed us via the teevee that penny-sized hail and cloud-to-ground lightning is headed our way. And for added measure, he reminded us that lightning is one of nature’s biggest killers. Yes, that’s what he said, just like that. NATURE’S BIGGEST KILLERS. And besides, Cold Case is on, and it’s time to analyze Lily Rush’s hair.
It’s a thrill a minute around here.
Happy Monday!
*Morrissey. Also, this bothers me, because grammatically it should be “every day” — two words, not one — unless it’s an adjective, which it isn’t. And yet I think he says everyday. I don’t have the album jacket or physical CD anymore, so I can’t tell you for sure. And iTunes isn’t usually RIGHT about these things.
Entry Filed under: Nuttin',Sunny The Pug,Vermont
29 Comments Add your own
1. Swistle | June 22nd, 2008 at 5:25 pm
OMG. There is another person in this world who knows the difference between “everyday” and “every day”? Even NATIONAL AD CAMPAIGNS don’t know the difference. I love you more than ever now.
2. She Likes Purple | June 22nd, 2008 at 5:44 pm
Oh you are going to love Dexter when it comes in.
Also, Sunny needs to meet Molly. She constantly has that look on her face as if to say, “Lord, I had to be adorable AGAIN today and do you know how exhausting that is? Let me snuggle in your bed to recuperate.”
3. slynnro | June 22nd, 2008 at 6:34 pm
I’m glad to know someone else thinks Brian Williams is totally dreamy.
4. Teej | June 22nd, 2008 at 6:52 pm
Brian Williams looks like Ed Burns. Which means hot.
5. -R- | June 22nd, 2008 at 7:07 pm
That lake is gorgeous. Wow.
You should lie in front of your tv and have A. take a picture. That is how I showed just how giant H’s ridiculous tv is (55 inches).
6. Camels & Chocolate | June 22nd, 2008 at 7:25 pm
I love how Sunny’s face wrinkles up in an amalgamation of worry and fear. You should probably stop being so demanding of him
Also, I interviewed Brian Williams a couple times while still in NYC. You’ll be glad to know he is indeed the Nicest. Guy. Ever. I even asked him where he got his ties, and he flagged an assistant or someone to find out for me. Swoon. Don’t you think he strongly resembles Jamie Denton (Mike) from Desperate Housewives?
7. Jamie | June 22nd, 2008 at 7:25 pm
Sunny is such a doll. Seriously. I love her.
8. Marie Green | June 22nd, 2008 at 7:36 pm
Two things: 1. Brian Williams doing the news shirtless – what a clever idea. You are a genius. 2. Love that dog, and you may or may not know about me, I’m not a dog person, unless I could find a breed that doesn’t shed and doesn’t poop… Yep, still looking. BUT! Love your dog!
9. jonniker | June 22nd, 2008 at 7:40 pm
Jamie: Not sure how much you’d love her if you met her. She’s VERY FRIENDLY and insists on meeting strangers with AS MUCH ENTHUSIASM AS POSSIBLE. She’d be in your lap in 2.2 seconds, slobbering all the way, demanding that you PET HER NOW and WHAT ARE YOU DOING HUH HUH HUH WHAT’RE YOU DOING?
Also, C&C, OF COURSE he’s a nice guy, OF COURSE. You wouldn’t even have had to tell me that, it’s startlingly obvious. He’s such a regular guy, but with the addition of STEAMING HOTNESS.
10. H | June 22nd, 2008 at 7:52 pm
Sunny is so cute. I love dogs with enthusiasm because then I don’t have to beg for their attention.
11. Moose | June 22nd, 2008 at 8:04 pm
Oh my. I would like to walk into your house, clasp Sunny to my (unfortunately small) chest, and walk right back out the door with her. Um, not that I would ever do something like that. But I can THINK about it.
12. Kate @ Life As I Life It | June 22nd, 2008 at 8:15 pm
Your pre-menstrual eating self closely resembles my DAILY self. I’ll be near starvation and will cram some food in my face, only to be bitterly disappointed, for while it may have temporarily quieted the gnawing growlies, it has done NOTHING to satisfy me and my mental hunger. So frustrating.
That lake is gorgeous! I love Vermont! (Never been there but if there’s even one tiny spot that looks like THAT, I love it.)
13. Kristi | June 22nd, 2008 at 8:20 pm
That is the best damn description for the way “that PMS eating thing” feels that I’ve ever heard. I too expect perfection going into my mouth, and nothing even comes close! I absolutely hate that feeling, but am so glad someone else knows exactly what the hell I’m talking about. So, thank you.
14. Val | June 22nd, 2008 at 11:44 pm
I really enjoy kids’ fantasy movies too. I love the magical feeling I get when I’m swept up in those films. Have you seen Stardust? Please tell me you loved it. I loved it. One of my favorite movies of the year!
15. carolyn | June 23rd, 2008 at 1:08 am
Spellcheck always splits up my everyday into every day no matter what. It just cuts it in half with abandon. I had started to think I was wrong about it and there was no everyday. I think I was overcome with Stockholm Syndrome.
16. TwoBusy | June 23rd, 2008 at 4:57 am
Just wondering if Dexter is indeed the best choice for you, given your Sunny-esque habit of hiding beneath the covers when something bloody comes on your 106″ screen…
(which, btw, you’d damn well better have had for the playoffs…)
17. Suebob | June 23rd, 2008 at 5:31 am
I love Sunny!
What did you think of The Golden Compass? I didn’t make it all the way through because it was so relentlessly grim and just didn’t hold my interest…but read 7/8 of the way through the trilogy, too, and just abandoned it.
18. jonniker | June 23rd, 2008 at 5:43 am
SB: I liked, but did not really love or even REALLY like, the Golden Compass. I liked it enough that it made me want to read the book, because it all felt very rushed to me — like they were trying to explain very complex concepts (the daemons, the golden compass itself) in too-short of a period of time.
Also, TB, we did NOT have the movie theater for the playoffs, because we’re idiots (well, and also, we have to drive like, an hour and a half, to get to anywhere that sells proper TVs). Also, I’m wondering the same about Dexter, too, but I’ve seen bits of an episode or two and haven’t been totally grossed out yet. For some reason, the camp factor in it mitigates the gore for me. I didn’t realize I was that fickle.
19. Shelly | June 23rd, 2008 at 7:02 am
Oh….the snack thing. I TOTALLY get it. Regardless if you are totally STUFFED, if you haven’t found the ‘right’ thing…..nothing works………I so get it. Try funyuns and V-8 juice. It’s quite a tasty combo, and aside from the fried funyuns…there is some health benefit to it.
Sunny is too cute. I have dogs that are as abused as she is. One in particular spends his entire day in our bed. He guards it, by pacing the perimeter so the OTHER dog and cat don’t invade HIS space. He doesn’t even like ME to get in, which somehow sounds vaguely “dog whisperer-ish’…..maybe we need help.
I’m a total TV whore, so I can’t comment on movies. I just don’t do movies. They are so much of a COMMITTMENT. But I will watch 6 hours of ‘Forensic Files’ in one sitting. Sick, I know.
20. Jess | June 23rd, 2008 at 7:36 am
The difference between “everyday” and “every day” is one of my biggest pet peeves. I love you for noticing. SERIOUSLY.
Also, that picture makes me want to move to Vermont. Despite the lack of Target.
21. ali | June 23rd, 2008 at 10:07 am
oh no! Eastern Promises was a GREAT movie!
22. H | June 23rd, 2008 at 12:02 pm
I like the CBS version of Dexter because they got rid of all the gore. I can handle scary/spooky but no graphic violence and no animal killing.
23. StartsWithAnX | June 23rd, 2008 at 1:05 pm
How ’bout I don’t need to be premenstrual to pack it away. I can pack yours away, your dog’s away and all your friends and their dogs’ away.
24. sweetney | June 23rd, 2008 at 2:58 pm
that pug of yours is almost as cute at truman. ALMOST.
25. Nothing But Bonfires | June 23rd, 2008 at 3:18 pm
I have found (through extensive research and a good 10 lbs) that whenever I’m not QUITE sure what I’m craving, it’s usually microwave popcorn. This knowledge has quite a bit of exploratory eating out of my day, since now I can go straight to the source. As it were.
26. Nothing But Bonfires | June 23rd, 2008 at 3:19 pm
Um, has CUT quite a bit of exploratory eating out of my day. (Apparently it has gone to my head and I am now CUTTING words out of sentences too.)
27. Carolyn J. | June 23rd, 2008 at 7:43 pm
Listen, I hate to be a nuff, but having a giant TV in your bedroom is terrible sleep hygiene. Bright lights dancing on your eyeballs right before bed can wreck your sleep cycle, even if your eyes are closed when it’s on. I hope it doesn’t affect you – just watch out for it.
28. jonniker | June 23rd, 2008 at 7:53 pm
Carolyn: Oh God, if only Adam and I didn’t have this discussion EVERY DAY. He has Sleep Issues and can’t sleep without a TV. We’ve been through sleep studies, drugs — you name it (we’re now on drugs. Well, he is. Personally, I sleep like the DEAD no matter what’s happening.) Also, I … I use a sleep mask. I know. Very SJP of me.
29. Lara | June 26th, 2008 at 2:07 pm
THIS is the song that introduced me to Morrissey. I was 12 or 13 and shopping in the Esprit outlet store with my family in New Orleans and this song came on. I approached a salesgirl, asked who it was, and bought the Louder Than Bombs tape that same day.
Sigh.
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