the telly

somehow, i've become addicted to "entourage" and the history channel. the latter i can easily understand - i love nerdy doc-style shows on actual events. be it the civil war, sinking of titanic, walking with cavemen, anything to do with the jfk assassination ... but "entourage"?? i guess it qualifies as a guilty pleasure because i just don't quite fully comprehend the appeal of the show. all the main characters are a-holes (except i do have a soft spot for turtle ... he's just a nice guy from queens) and most of the women characters (obviously the publicist is an exception) are written mostly as interchangeable vacuous twits (oh and excluding ari's wife. love her). i'm sure the show is just lightly tapping into my subconcious dreams of being rich and famous in LA. which i dont think i'd necessarily enjoy except for the giant house in malibu.

and then it hits me. why am i even thinking about all of this? well, this is what happens when you stay home with a newborn. it's true escapism.

my mom is not recovering very well. she is "stable" which is hospital-speak for "hangin' in there" (which never sounds promising after surgery) but all of us are trying our best to stay positive and hopeful. she is having trouble breathing, her lungs aren't getting enough oxygen, so she's unable to speak. she may be back on a ventilator soon.

so ... i'm really far away from home and am unable to speak with her directly. and the nurse just told me earlier today that too many of us (relatives) are calling the hospital, so i must refrain from doing so ...... great. that helps a lot. not like i feel helpless or anything.

back to the telly. i saved a show about those curious little human hobbits on the dvr.