Babies And TV

Reading: The latest issue of Entertainment Weekly with "All the Buzz on 120 New Films!"

Drinking: Coffee

Thinking: Why is Patrick Dempsey considered hot?

I understand the whole "McDreamy" shtick, but I will only ever remember him as Ronald Miller from "Can't Buy Me Love." Therefore, he is forever a geek who can't dance who's younger brother (played by Seth Green, nonetheless) is cooler than him. How am I supposed to erase those memories and switch to "Oh, he's so hot!" In fact, on many occasions I completely confuse him for John Cryer. Take that popular opinion!

Watching: Mad Men on AMC

Thinking: Best new show on television since, since. . . "Flight of the Conchords." MM is fantastic. The production value is that of a big budget period film. Seriously, the clothes, the office furniture, the tiny details (cigarette holders on every available surface, the furniture in the apartments and houses.) The list goes on and on. It's like walking into a John Cheever story--suburban angst, pregnant housewives who smoke and drink, mysogynist husbands. It's got it all! More importantly, it covers the beginning of the advertising golden age which is very interesting. Actually, it's the first non-criminal television show since, I dunno some legal show, that actually takes an industry and makes it a jumping off point for personal drama. I mean, on every other show, the characters' jobs are completely passenger seat to the plot. But on this show, profession and character are linked. And that kind of thing I love. So, watch it!

Listening To: Syrius Satellite in my car. I got six-months free with my new lease and I have no idea how I lived with the crap that passes for music on regular radio. I actually get the BBC and a billion other interesting channels. Granted, I only have a 5-minute commute to work (I know, I should walk), but it's like listening to your roommate's music. I know, welcome to the 21st century.

Planning/Executing: A hostile takeover of a non-profit arts agency that shall remain nameless and a baby shower. The former has yet to occur, while the latter went off swimmingly yesterday afternoon. Four of us planned it for our first pregnant friend, and we managed it with military precision. I was in charge of party favors (I firmly believe if you are 1) asking someone to give up their Saturday afternoon for what is essentially a birthday party for the unknown and 2) receiving gifts, then you need to give some sort of "thank you" gift.) , coffee prep and The Cake. I'm totally not a fan of the 6-hour baby shower with tacky baby motif, so I was ecstatic to work with like-minded individuals. Since she doesn't know the sex of the baby, we did a subtle question mark theme (careful to avoid Joker-esque proportions) and played only one game which involved a tray of baby-related items. There are some crazy baby accoutrement out there these days. Anyway, it was fun, we drank mimosas and only one person got self-righteous about breast feeding, so we deemed it a success.

Missing: DG who has been in England for two weeks! Actually, I don't mind having some alone time, but after about, day 7, the novelty wears off and I get empty-nesty and, more importantly, have no one to share my commentary. He had to go back for an eye exam. I suppose we could have investigated the price of an appointment here, but since there was a fear he may have to get some sort of laser procedure done, we decided not to risk bankruptcy. And, who doesn't want to visit England when the US is going through a god-awful heat wave? Right after he left, with the heat index and everything included, it hit 120 degrees here. Unreal.

Wanting: A new bedframe. I found a fantastic headboard at Target.com but there was some sentiment that it looked too "1950s Paris," which I consider a completely prejudicial assumption as the actual headboard has straight lines. It's not like it was some sort of sea-foam "Peyton Place" looking thing.

Thinking: I need another cup of coffee.