I can't believe I did that

So, Saturay night I had all of these lofty aspirations to sit down with a good book and read, gaining more knowledge (if any more will absorb into this pregnancy-affected cranium of mine). Ken was working late at the office to finish up some things for Sunday, so I was excited about taking advantage of the quietness of the house to get lost in a book. I had checked out a book on parenting from the library that had been beckoning to me all week....finally I could crack it open.

What ended up happening instead was this: I sat down with some leftover chocolate trifle and began to flip through the tv channels. "I'll just watch tv while I eat; then I'll turn it off." Bad idea. I'll know next time.

The tv ended up on an HBO Family showing of "The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants." I passed it off as stupid, fake, teeny-bopper muck. Somehow, though, my tired, overworked brain actually got interested in this light little flick, and before I knew it, the phone rang, an hour later. "What are you watching?!" Ken asked, realizing pretty quickly that I was absorbed in something since I was hardly saying a word to him. "Oh, some silly preteen movie. I'm about to cut it off."

An hour later, I had a sickening realization as the credits rolled up the screen that it was now 11pm, I was exhausted, and yes, I had succombed to and watched the entire thing.

Somebody should've stopped me. Really. I gained no wise insight into life from this movie. I might have at age 13, but not now. I couldn't use the excuse that I was watching it so I could see if it was ok for my daughter to read/watch, simply because by the time she's 13, the movie will be on the down and out list. I simply got lazy and didn't turn the tv off when I should have.

Now I'm left with broken fragments of plot line in my head, making me wince whenever they resurface.

Sigh.

Maybe next Saturday night.

Comments

Anonymous said…
I actually watched this movie too. I am even more ashamed to say that I cried over the dumb thing!
10:59 PM
Candice of 'The Beautiful Mess' said…
hahah..i've seen it...at the astro in clemson...i went b/c a friend of mine really wanted to go...she forced her boyfriend to go (poor guy)...he listened to his iPod the entire time...hahaha...memories.
8:41 AM
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