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Everyone has one.  Maybe more than one.  A show that you can watch over and over again, and it helps you feel better, puts you in a good mood, or helps you to sleep in a good way.

Hubs and I have been talking about our comfort shows for a few weeks.  Mostly because since I bought the first to seasons of The Big Bang Theory it has been a permanent fixture in the dvd player in our bedroom.  I don’t have cable running to the bedroom tv.  I had every intention of doing so, but just never got around to it, and I think we’re better for it.  We just have the dvd player, and it’s just enough television: great show, no commercials.

But Big Bang has been in the rotation for months.  To the point where we’re talking about starting to rate our favorite episodes per disc and then per season.  Yes.  We’re dorks.  Deal with it.

Big Bang is our comfort show.  It’s the show we watch every night before we go to bed while we’re falling asleep and when we wake up just before we get up for the day.

I have other comfort shows.  I don’t know what others Hubs would consider as a comfort show, but I certainly have a few.

Buffy the Vampire Slayer of course is right at the top of my list of favorite shows and is definitely a comfort show for me.  Yes, there are vampires and it can be scary, but it is forever unchanging.  And I can marathon the entire series very easily.

Veronica Mars is there to satisfy my Kristen Bell craving.  And also my desire to be a tiny blonde teen detective.

And then there’s Grey’s Anatomy.  It’s not so much the surgical storylines that keep me coming back.  It’s the personal stories that make me want to watch over and over.  And I can’t wait to watch what will happen in the upcoming season.

What are some of your comfort shows?


I really struggled about where this post belonged.  I have several blogs, and none of them seemed to really match this post.  So, for now, it’s here.

I had another nightmare.  The recurring type that I used to have all the time.  The one in which I’m trapped by someone or something, but I always manage to escape and always end up being chased but in the end, getting away.  After all, it’s just a dream, and I CAN control them.  To a point.

For as long as I can remember I’ve had this awful dream where I’m being chased.  And I never usually know who is chasing me.  Once it was a product manufactured by the company I worked for, sometimes it’s an actual monster, sometimes it’s a man whose face I do not know and have never seen.

In doing some research, dreams about being chased are fairly common and represent anxiety and how one deals with it in their waking life.  This is not good news for me.  I’m an avoider.  I avoid things.  I’m avoidy.  And I’ve been that way all my life.  I don’t like confrontation, or upsetting people, and if I don’t like having to deal with something uncomfortable, I’d just rather not.

And now that this awful dream has come rushing back, I think I need to deal with the reality of it.  Maybe if I stop being avoidy the dream will stop poking around in my head.

The funny thing about this particular dream was that it didn’t scare me.  Usually I wake up in a cold sweat and trying to do anything not to have to go back to sleep.  Usually it’s the little details of the dream that would make a normal person run in the other direction with the horror movie-like effects it would have.  But this time, nothing.  This time, I was simply tied up, an action that sends me chills just thinking about it.  This time, I simply untied myself and ran away.

I don’t really know what that little difference says for my waking life.  But I think as I grow and get older I become more aware.  And perhaps this time around, I’ll deal with things and not be avoidy.  And I’m going to make an effort, a real effort at this.  I just have to figure out what I’m avoiding and how to confront it head on.

Come to think of it, this might be a good Lenten project.


First up?  My DVR.

And for those of you who were wondering, this is going to be one of those posts where I talk about something painfully mundane, but seemingly interesting.  Well, to me anyway.

Of all the things that need a good cleaning out, my DVR is definitely on the top of that list.  Well, that and my entire apartment.  Because I just want to relax and not worry about anything from Christmas to New Years.

The simple fact is that there is way too much clogging up the DVR.  Way too much.  As in, I should really delete stuff after I watch it.  But some shows just deserve to be watched 2 or 3 times.  And mostly because there are so many other things on tv that are just boring and silly, and I hate daytime tv, so I guess my DVR will remain relatively full.

  • 13 episodes of The Office
  • 2 episodes of Men of a Certain Age
  • 3 episodes of The Big Bang Theory
  • 9 episodes of Two and a Half Men
  • 3 episodes of Accidentally on Purpose
  • 1 episode of House
  • 1 episode of How I Met Your Mother
  • 7 episodes of The Simpsons
  • 1 episode of Let’s Make a Deal
  • 1 episode of WAVY News 10 Local News
  • 7 episodes of Family Feud
  • 2 episodes of The Family Guy
  • 2 episodes of Legend of the Seeker
  • 9 episodes of The Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson
  • 1 DOUBLE episode of Dollhouse – this one keeps recording in 2-hour increments, which is fine, because then it looks like I only have 1 episode, even though there’s 2
  • 1 episode of the Tonight Show
  • 7 episodes of Lopez Tonight
  • 1 episode of SNL
  • 1 episode of Community
  • 1 episode of Cougar Town
  • 1 episode of Glee
  • 1 episode of Modern Family
  • 2 episodes of The Jay Leno Show
  • 2 episodes of Late Show with David Letterman
  • 1 episode of The Price is Right
  • Something’s Got to Give
  • Talladega Nights
  • Dr. Suess’s How the Grinch Stole Christmas
  • It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown
  • A Charlie Brown Christmas

Final count – 94% full with 85 episodes/movies/tv specials.  It’s sick.  And there is way too much on my DVR.  I wonder if I’ll make it through everything so I can make room for new stuff.


This is truly an awesome occasion.  And no, it’s not because I’m watching repeats of Saved by the Bell from the days when it was called Good Morning, Miss Bliss, because that is just silly.

It is also not because I’m watching my cat sit on the piano and look out the window, and I could watch him do that for hours, only he’ll get bored in about ten minutes and will probably take a nap or chase his tail or something.  Because he is just that weird.

It might be because the Fall season of TV is winding down to the point where most of the networks are ALREADY showing repeats of my favorite shows.  Maybe not ALL the networks, but certainly CBS so far, and maybe ABC.

And it could be because I’m looking forward to watching the final episodes of Dollhouse, even though it is ending for good.  But it will be great to see what comes out of Joss’ mind next.

But it is absolutely because Chriso came to me last week and mentioned that he would like to guest post here, on my blog.  And in return, I would post on his.

What a great idea!  I don’t think I’ve ever guest posted, nor have I thought of having someone guest post here.  Mostly because I’m not sure how many people actually read my blog and I do it mostly for me and the few readers I may get on any particular post.  Not fame.  Not fortune.  Just the pure entertainment of discovering who I am through the wonders of television.  And blogging.  And being me.

Wow.  I think I’m rambling.  But I’m overtired.  And distracted by Saved by the Bell.  And the cat has moved already, and it hasn’t even been 4 minutes.

Where was I?  Oh yes.  Guest blogging.  And Chriso.

Chriso is a regular blogger over at Playerpress, where they get actual readers and tons of comments and it’s a real community.  Actually, it’s technically a Sportscaster Network, where they talk about – you guessed it – sports.  You can read some of Chriso’s articles here.

So, sometime soon, keep your eyes peeled for a post from someone who is not me, but someone who is Chriso.  And of course, I will post a link from Playerpress when I post there as well.

Now it’s time to get back to Saved by the Bell, and possibly getting ready for work.


Dear Internet,

I keep reading FB status updates and tweets and blog posts about how everyone had a lame Halloween.  Ok, not everyone, but a lot of people are claiming that this year, Halloween left something to be desired.

Well, my darling Internet, I can’t say that my Halloween sucked.  But it certainly wasn’t the best.  So, here’s what I did this Halloween:

  • Marathoned the Halloween episodes of Buffy: Halloween, Fear Itself, All the Way.
  • Watched It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown
  • Baked Halloween cookies with black cats and ghosts on them, courtesy of Pillsbury.
  • Gave candy to TWO trick-or-treaters.
  • Napped.

You see, I had fantastical plans to watch scary movies and… well, that was pretty much it.  But Chriso and I went to a haunted house the other night, and that was enough screaming and being scared of things jumping out at me to make me rethink the scary-movie-watching-thing by myself.  I would have nightmares.  No thank you.

So, Internet, I had a rather unproductive Halloween, which may be a good thing.  It was nice and quiet.

I didn’t dress up.  I didn’t celebrate.  I handed out a handful of candy, and I watched TV.

Life is good, dear Internet.  Life is good.


We’ve been in Virginia for over a month now.  We’ve been staying in Norfolk, and are right on the cusp of signing a lease in Virginia Beach.  Seriously, things could not be more exciting at this very moment.

I just called the power company today, actually.  They set me up with power.  Aaaaand, they set up my cable and internet package.  So, okay, that IS pretty exciting.  Except for that fact that I’m now going to have to figure out a whole new mess of channel listings.

Now, having grown up in Boston, I guess you could say I’ve gotten accustomed to the channel listings.  Channels 4, 5 and 7 were always CBS, ABC, and NBC.  FOX was always channel 13, and I could pretty much always figure out where Nickelodeon falls in as well as FX, HBO and Showtime.

So… moving to a COMPLETELY different state, I’m WAY more than confused.  Quite literally, for the first few weeks we were here, we kept calling HBO the Weird Movie Channel because we had no idea it was actually HBO.

But now that I’ve learned where HBO is at the hotel we’ve been staying at.  And now that I know where FOX is and that Lifetime shows How I Met Your Mother sometimes during the week at 5 or 6, everything is going to change again completely when we move into our new apartment in 2 days.

So, I JUST put reminders in my iPhone about Dancing with the Stars on ABC, Dollhouse and House on FOX and a few other new shows that I will at least consider giving the 3-episode rule, and now I have to go back and figure out where these shows will be and how I’m supposed to be watching them.

Good thing there’s DVR.  And the internet.

My life is so hard.  *Sigh*


I went to the doctor on Wednesday the 1st of July.  I got a complete work-up.  They took blood.  And they figured out what was wrong with me.

I have symptomatic anemia. 

I always knew I was anemic, and had no blood.  But it I had even less than a “normal anemic” should.  Like, I should have passed out completely weeks ago.  Like, I shouldn’t have been walking around with the amount of blood I DID have.  Like, I almost should have been dead because I had no blood.

And then they transfused me.  I got 2 units.  A Positive.  I never knew my blood type before that.  And now I do.

It took a total of 10 hours to go through the whole process.  From the waiting, to the poking me with an IV, and putting in the blood, then putting in more blood.  And stopping the blood as I got sick, then restarting it because I didn’t want to do this in the Emergency Room.

I’ve been feeling better.  I have more energy.  And the four flights of stairs I’ve been climbing every day have suddenly gotten easier.

But I’m still tired.  There is no relief for that.  I sleep, but I don’t feel rested.  And that’s not going to go away.  At least not immediately.

In order to control the anemia (which was caused from a severe loss of blood, possibly due to stress… oh, yeah, and a term that uses the word “ulcer” in it), I’ve had to go see my GI, who found a solution.  And I’m taking steps to try to rectify whatever it is additionally that is  going on with my body right now. 

I’m trying to control the stress and the anxiety.  And I’m taking iron supplements to keep my blood in check.

I have another appointment with my GI on Tuesday.  Unfortunately, it’s the type of thing that is going to pull me out of work for at least half, if not all of my day.

So, the long and short of this is that I’m tired, but I’m alive.


I haven’t been feeling like myself lately.  Maybe it’s because of all the rain.

I’ve been more tired than normal.  I get dizzy from standing up.  And my insides feel like they are going to fall out unless I find some scotch tape, STAT!

I’m having trouble focusing on simple things.  Ok, on a normal day, I am, indeed, easily distractable.  But right now, I am so stressed out and on the verge of being overwhelmed  that it’s not even funny anymore.

I have a doctor’s appointment in the morning.  I know they are going to tell me to rest, and relax and slow down.  But I don’t see them planning a big move and getting married and buying cars. 

I’m good at multi-tasking.  I’m a multi-tasking master.  But I’m just so tired.  I feel like I’m never going to be able to catch up.

And when I do have time to myself, and I do get to take a break, it is usually spent sleeping, or putting on a DVD and sleeping through it.  And even with all that sleep, I still feel tired.  And worn out.  And I can’t stop just yet.

In church on Sunday, the idea of the Sabbath was brought up.  More in the sense that God created the world in 6 days, and on the 7th he rested.  And simply put, that if we want to worship God and honor God and live as God would want us to live, then we need to rest as well.  And you know something?  I really felt that I could relate to that sermon.  I usually always find value in what the Pastor/Priest is saying.  But I can’t always relate.  But I did.  I’m just so very tired.

And I can’t remember names anymore.  I’m not usually good with names, but I’ve never been BAD with them.  And I’m having a hard time remembering names I SHOULD know.

I need to take a break.  I need to relax and regroup.  But there just isn’t any time to do so.

The next 4 weeks are going to be a whirlwind of stuff to do.  Starting today, when Chris and I are going to talk to my parents (formally) about our plans.  Wednesday, we’re planning on going to a car auction, then Wednesday, I’m cooking for a potluck at work.  Thursday is looking wide open for the moment, but I’m sure that will soon change.  Friday, there’s fun stuff (geocaching…) and working with Chris.  Saturday is working and possibly a movie to review for Movie Snobs.  And Sunday, I have a family cookout.

I’m doing all this while trying to figure out what to do about the money I owe to the IRS, finding a new place to live, so that when Chris and I finally DO move we wont’ be homeless or living out of a hotel.  Talking to my boss about what’s going to happen when I leave, and whether or not I’ll have a job when I go.  Making moving arrangements for the very end, where we leave and come back and leave again.  Being the GM to a softball team that (thankfully) does not play this week.  Figuring out what to do about the car/s.  And planning a wedding in which I only want a dress. 

Don’t get me wrong.  I love being busy.  I love taking care of people and getting things done.  It gives me a sense of accomplishment.  But I’m just so tired.  And I don’t want to do any of it right now.  But I can’t stop.  If I stop, everything will fall apart, and all the plans and all the hard work that I’ve done up until this point will have been for nothing.

But I’m just so very tired.  I’m going to cross my fingers and hope I find the chance to relax for a bit.  There’s just so much TV to catch up on…

I’m not complaining, gentle readers.  I’m just tired.

And I’m thinking about revamping the categories… or the whole blog… if there’s time…


Happy Father’s Day!

Hey Baby!

Just wanted to tell you how much I love you.  We had a fantastic day yesterday, and I’m so happy that I got to share that with you.  I know yesterday had the potential of being a very hard day for you.  And I’m glad that we were able to make it not so bad.  Great, even.

Walking around Fenway, getting half-priced food, surprises for free, watching an awesome game, walking around the outfield, taking tons of pictures, dinner after the game where we both almost died from being too full… there isn’t a single thing that I would change about yesterday.  And I know we have a lot of great times.  But yesterday certainly is up there in my top 10.

I love you so much, and I love sharing every moment with you.  And I can’t wait to share more moments with you.

So, Happy (belated) Father’s Day!

Love always,

~K


The Harry/Sally Conundrum

My love, future hubby, best friend –

I can’t believe how long we’ve known each other, much less, how long we’ve been together.  It’s nothing short of amazing.

The simple fact that we’ve been together several times, even if those were all the wrong times, makes us being together now the most incredible thing I’ve ever experienced.  We needed to have all those missed connections, and all that bad timing and all those other experiences to shape us both into the people we needed to be to be together.

I love that we’re Harry and Sally.  I love that we’ve gone 10 years before finally being together.  I love it because NOW is the right time.  NOW we are the people we need to be.  NOW we are on the other side of everything, and we made it alive.  So NOW we can be together and let things be.

And I love that we will always come back to each other.  Epic.

I love you, baby.  I’m yours.

Yours Always,

~K