The Weekend In Retrospect
Texana has reopened, and there is much rejoicing. Tim and I celebrated with Armadillo eggs and conversation shouted over the jukebox. It was great fun.
Major milestone. I made it through the entire batch of laundry--all 5 loads. And none of it was left folded on the dryer. Or, as I like to call it "The Changing Room With The Two Appliances In It." I figure renaming it would make me feel less guilty about leaving piles of clothes in there.
I did get to take a break from my self-imposed Laudress Duty when Chris and Amanda came over to have Tim work on their bikes. It was especially nice of them to come just as I got a load in the dryer. (And the bikes are cool, even though he referred to them as "ghetto bikes".)
After they left Tim & I considered going out to Watertown for the drive-in, but opted to stay in watch some Babylon 5. We're in a long G'Kar-free stretch of episodes, and I'm getting cranky. I realise that I'm much more into the Londo/G'Kar storylines and am losing patience for the Saintliness Of Delenn. Also the makeup on her hybrid Minbari bone looks like Silly Putty. But I'm sure I'll be in a much better disposition if they'd have more Narns and less Minbari.
Woke up in excruciating pain and hobbled into church. Received a rose in honour of Mother's Day, which was particularly nice. We went to Sitar for Mother's Day lunch, which technically broke my "keep away from all restaurants" rule. But, you know, people just don't think "Curry and Sag!" when they are deciding where to take their moms. I love going to Sitar because most of the time it's like the Downbelow of restaurants. There's a lively cross-section of folks you wouldn't see elsewhere. (I proudly include myself in this.)
I tell you all of these things not because I think you're interested, but because I need to explain how this was a nice ordinary weekend with little excitement. And when I sat down to watch the Grey's Anatomy season finale, I was feeling mellow.
Ha. Not anymore. [SPOILERS FOR PART I TO FOLLOW---I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT PART II YET, SO NO FEAR THERE]
Could it have been more intense? Could I have wanted to slap Izzy any harder? I'm actually quite pissed at what they've done to Izzy's character in the last half of this season. They had a strong, vibrant female doctor who wasn't ashamed of modeling her way through med school. And tonight they just totally mauled her character with all the "don't die, Supernatural guy". It all felt so contrived. I was mad.
It WAS nice to see Vinny Vanlowe playing a jerk of a patient, though. Good to see Veronica Mars cast members getting work. But, for crying out loud I thought there were all these unemployed actors out there. Why does GA keep casting people I know from other shows? Yeah, it's a stupid complaint, but it gets wierd after a while. "Look, Early Edition is going to take care of the bomb!" "Dude, Roseanne's sister is toast!" "Man, are they ever gonna figure out what's causing Chicago Hope's seizures?" "Dude, Gay Robin might actually make some time with Meredith after the pony birth."
I'm just being too hard on the show because they left me hanging with some major tension. And now my husband will not be watching future episodes with me because he claims they have come thisclose to jumping the shark. And as Izzy started screaming out her love for Supernatural I swear did kinda hear an outboard turn over. I trust them though.
And it's 4:00 and I'm still awake.
This is getting old.