Tuning out

While Maj C and I love watching the Daily Show and Colbert Report together, we both agree that our quality of life is better without TV. 

We do own a TV, but no cable (aside from our Internet and terrestrial channels).  I joke that out TV is really installation art: “Black Plastic on Wall: Timesuck.”  Every so often we watch a movie on Apple TV or Netflix streaming but that’s about it.   The last time I turned it on to actually watch TV was during the Olympics when a sports fanatic visited our home.  I couldn’t figure out to how to get NBC, and so our poor guest had to watch TV on our laptop.

Ahrgg!

So, there has been a hiatus.  Here is the reality in which I am trying to function

• Bunny has started to crawl, which means nothing gets done.  In addition, she has an abiding fascination with electrical outlets and anything else that is likely to maim her
• Maj. C's stuff arrived from CA (yeah!) which as meant endless laundry (boo!) and unpacking (boo boo!) and re-packing (for his pied a terre up north) whilst keeping baby safe.  Although he downsized, 12 years of stuff is still a lot of stuff, especially for a clutterphobe like me/us.
• Work, which actually keeps me kind of sane
• Mangled ankle (the saga continues) 
• Birthday party planning (nothing elaborate, but still stressful)
• Enough yard work to keep from looking like "that house"
• Etc.

40th Running of the Falmouth Road Race

Before: George (an Army friend of Maj C), Maj C, Ryan (fiance of Maj. C's niece), and Sarah (Maj. C's niece)

After

Bunny with Maj C's medal

Alas, I did not run, as my ankle requires surgery.  That, as the kids say, blows.