I'm thinking we'll be having pizza for dinner. Repeatedly. And Lord help us all if any bats show up in my living room while Larry's away, like last year. In fact, Theo and Larry chased one out of the basement just a few weeks ago.
I know! The fun never stops around here.
So, tonight I did something I haven't done in years - I watched a movie all by myself.*** You see, it's hard for me to enjoy watching a movie at home because our TV is downstairs in the family room -- the family room that is always a mess, what with the toys and games and the hulking brown cabinet and the extra filing cabinets jammed with I-don't-know-what that Larry refuses to get rid of. Oh, and the rarely-used exercise bike that makes me feel guilty...
|Tell me, where do these folks stick their extra junk?|
You know, I see other people's family rooms that look so fun to sit in, with their big TV's and comfy couches and NO JUNK, and I always wonder how they manage to get them that way. I guess I should just move the TV up to the living room, which tends to be fairly uncluttered (because I throw everything downstairs); but then we wouldn't be able to watch anything rated higher than "G," lest our young innocents hear the cinematic goings-on up in their bedrooms.
Apparently, watching a movie around here is as complicated as getting some exercise.
***Well, I needed David's help to get the DVD-thingie started; but after that, I was on my own. He refused to watch anything labeled a "romantic comedy" - even a quirky Woody Allen one. Midnight in Paris - it was great. I highly recommend it. Unless you're David, of course...
[pizza image: Pizza Brothers]
[family room image: Life123]