By Pat Bataillon
I settled in on my couch after work and fell asleep again for an hour. I am sleeping more than usual and I wonder why. I think that I have achieved something that I thought wouldn’t happen for at least a couple more months. I purchased a couch a few short weeks ago and have been waiting to get it broken in. Apparently, the couch has let me know over the last two nights that it is ready for me. I get on the couch and cuddle up with my Coca-Cola throw blanket and next thing you know it’s lights out.
It is a good feeling getting your furniture broken in; it makes you feel like you have a home. I think of my furniture as good friends. Good friends are always there for you and rarely let you down. When they do let you down, it is a big deal.
I remember once when I was let down by my favorite couch in college. I was slightly hung-over and all I wanted was a good lay down. I couldn’t find my spot all day. I was angry with my couch, it ruined my Sunday. Anyway, couches and chairs and rugs and so on are a vital part to a comfortable television viewing area. Mine is now ready for business. Hopefully this will mean that I will enjoy television more than I have in the past.
It seems that every time I write this column I am doing a little thing called bitchin’ – I have recently learned that most women refer to this as venting. I need to change this behavior. If I keep on injecting your day with foul tastes so early in the morning I will be doing nothing to help the happiness cause.
After my bitchin’ or venting, I thought it would be nice to sweeten up our day. I watched Modern Marvels on The History Channel last night. Now, it wasn’t about war machines and missiles, but it may as well have been. Something more powerful than wars and missiles was documented last night: Sweets. Candy bars and cupcakes and Tootsie Rolls and all the fun stuff a dentist would cringe at. Yum, yum! I had to go out and buy some cookies after the snack fest that was shown to me at nine. Snacks are great and they brighten our days. War and missiles kill people but what is the first thing we see when the wars and
missiles are ceased? Candy give-aways for all the warred-upon people!
Candy heals suffering. My sweet tooth makes me forget about stuff too. Not necessarily wars and missiles, but it at least makes me forget that I am bored watching meaningless television on a really comfortable couch.
Read all about Pat Bataillon’s television watching in the What I Watched Last Night archive.
Posted on October 6, 2006