The Real World

a few weeks ago, i joined netflix.  and at carolyn's suggestion, i rented season 1 of the gilmore girls.  i am now obsessed.  i want to be part of the show, except that i want the show to be real life.   j and i would live in a house like lorelai's, with a big farmer's porch and archways in the entry.  i would run the local yarn shop/book store when i wasn't teaching biology  at the local highschool.    j would be the town handyman with his own handyman van.  lorelai and sookie and i would be friends.    it would all be very fun and grand.  my commute would be all of 10 minutes  and i could do it on my bike.  my friends wouldn't bore me with gymboree and playdate talk.  i could have house of my dreams and i could surround myself with beautiful yarn.  j has pointed out to me that wanting to be part of a tv show is insane.  he's also pointed out to me that a single mother, manager of a hotel, could not in a million years afford the house she lives in only 30 minutes outside of hartford, unless her very rich parents had in fact bought it for her.  he likes to burst my bubble.  he does like the idea of being the town handyman though.  (by the way, he's watched several episodes with me).  one question.  i'm almost done watching season 2.  and there are no season 3 or 4 dvds available.  i've been taping season 5.  can i watch season 5 now? 

my trip to alabama proved to be insanely busy but not very interesting. (not because alabama couldn't potentially be interesting by the way.  but more because i spent the entire 3 days in a hotel off of the interstate in a conference room with no windows.)   i did get to drive by a piggly wiggly but that was pretty much the highlight of the trip. i loved "driving miss daisy."  that's where miss daisy liked to shop.

even with all of that excitement, i did manage to knit up a scarf.  (yes it's from Last Minute Knitted Gifts)