You ever have those moments to where you've slept, but you're still really tired? I'm currently there. I slept a little this past weekend, but trying to tell my body that is a whole other story within itself. The way I'm pulling it around today you would think that I hadn't slept in a week. Which was kind of true last week, but like I said, I slept this past weekend. Not overslept, but a little. Still not enough? Whatevs.
I'm currently trying to get ahold of our Landlord (well, we rent from a property group- so them), because as we speak there is a nice puddle forming in my kitchen from the leaky roof and baseboards..... which could have been handles in the dry/ hot months had they listened to me, but NOOO they had to wait until the cold/ wet months..... Ok, I'm gonna let it go. The anger, not the phone call, because it still needs fixed.
Today is the first day that it's really felt like Winter to me. I know that sounds dumb saying on December 25th, but it's the truth. Most of this month has been full of 60-70 degree days and has only been dipping low few and far between. There hasn't been a need for more than a sweatshirt, if even that.
But today? Oh, today.....
The heat was out when I got to work this morning (luckily, it was fixed with a quick change of filter), the temperature is somewhere in the 20-30 range and the wind is ridiculous. Plus, it's been raining for about three days straight, so everything is already icky.And don't get me wrong, we've totally lucked out so far, but it just all caught me kind of off guard. And it shouldn't have I know, but it did. And now I'll quit complaining about it.
This is another short week for me (New Years Day is Friday). Hopefully nothing like last week (with Momma being in the hospital and all), but no Friday for me this week. Danielle is (supposed to be) taking Thursday off, so I'm sure it will feel weird again. But she needs a day or two off and a four day weekend just might do her some good. I know a three-day weekend sounds pretty nice. Until then- it's Monday.
We tend to not follow the rules and get loopy at the drop of a hat. There's about five million of us. My Grammy and Grandpa had somewhere between 11-13 kids (I don't really know for sure) and needless to say with that many kids, we have alot of cousins. While we have that many cousins, there are only a few of us that stay in touch and are close.
-Side note: I'm watching the movie- Winters Tale and it's so amazing. Seriously, if every guy could be and act and love like Peter Lake we would all be good. This movie is just heartbreaking and loving at the same time. I need to get this book.
Anyways, back to the whole Christmas/ Family thing. As you can see from the pictures above, we have our own special set of issues. And sadly, that's not even all of us in the pictures. There are plenty more that we just don't have around too much. Of course, I see Dani and Bonehead on a regular basis, because I work with them, but they spend the holidays with their closer extended family. I'm telling you guys, there are SO MANY of us.
But we love each other, even if it's in our own weird/ special way. We bicker and fight and argue, but we have each others back. Well, the majority of us have the others backs and the rest are just assholes. Don't get me wrong, we're all assholes, but we admit it and don't make any excuses for it. It's just us. And we're mostly proud of it. If people don't like us, then we usually tell them to go on somewhere.
So, here was what my Christmas looked like this year. It was filled with laughter, food, fun, love and selfies. You can blame the selfies on me, I got a "selfie stick" for Christmas and Ashley and I are pretty sure that it's one of the coolest things ever invented. We had way too much fun with it.
Don't worry, she doesn't want me to date her (we don't play Deliverance up in here), but she does have a guy (Red) in mind. And apparently Red's "perfect for me" and we had to argue about it. I'm not kidding, we had a "text war." And then she told her mommy (Poot) on me.
Asshole.
It all started when she sent me the message- "Cousin....." and when she sends me a message like that there are only two things that it could be. 1: Something terrible has happened and she's trying to ease me into it somehow, or 2. She wants something and is plotting pure evil.
This is how our conversation went:
Ash: Cousin... Me: Cousin..... Ash: I have the perfect man for you. Me: Oh dear lord, no. Ash: Yes... he is awesome! And he said you are cute!! Me: Well, I am adorable. But, no. Ash: Why?? Me: Because I'm boycotting all men. I mean, not as much as you boycott them, but still. Why are you looking for me a man anyways? Ash: Come on, you should really be interested. I wasn't looking, but it popped in my head that he would be perfect for you! Me: And why is that? Ash: He has his masters in international business and he is currently in culinary arts school. Because he is awesome and you are awesome and you are both single and he would spoil the shit out of you. And he can cook!! And he is cute!! Me: If he's so great then why is he still single? There's always a catch, like serial killer. Ash: Because he works and goes to school and hasn't been looking! He is not a serial killer. He works with me!! Me: Thanks for looking out, cousin, but I'm good. Ash: You should talk to him! **sends me a picture of him** Me: I should also exercise regularly, quit drinking alcohol and stop using profanity, but ain't none of that gonna happen either! He is cute, but still, no thanks. Ash: Ok, fine! Me: Love you, cousin! See you tonight!! Ash: Yes, ma'am!!
**About an hour and a half later Aunt Poot showed up at our house to visit for a minute (we all went to Ashley's in-laws for Christmas Eve) and she tried to talk me into dating him. And was very adamant about him even though I'm pretty sure that she's never met him.**
Me: YOU TOLD YOUR MOMMY ON ME?!!!!! Ash: Yes, I did!! Me: Asshole. Ash: Yes, I am!!
And all night she talked about him and tried to convince me that he would be an awesome guy to me and on and on and on and on..... And then she listed the reasons that I should "give him a chance." They are as follows:
He's a "good guy"
He's very intelligent and talented (masters degree and culinary school)
Hard worker
Sweet
Would "spoil the shit out of me"
We're both awesome and single
He can cook
This was all on Thursday and Thursday night. By Friday I was going over it in my head and slipped little questions in here and there while we were all together on Christmas day. And while we (Momma, Poot, Ashley, Solae and I) were watching one of those corny (but fabulous) Hallmark/ Christmas movies Ashley kept slipping in (not so) subtle one liners. It went something like- Me: "They don't make guys like this dude in real life. This is all Hallmark and Christmas magic." Ash: "I have a guy like that for you at work, but you won't cooperate and give him a chance." Nice one, Ash.
By Saturday (aka- right now) curiosity got the best of me. (And I may have ingested an entire bottle of wine on top of my allergy pills. Shh..... I didn't realize that I drank as much as I did- Oops?!). So, since curiosity about this guy got the best of me, I did what every mature adult does. I Facebook Stalked him. Yes, I went there. I was all up in that Facebook page. And do you know what I learned? I learned that we could probably never make it work. Here's why:
I'm pretty sure that he's still stuck on his ex-fiance
He hates musicals, country music and jazz
He doesn't like pork
The smell of apple/cinnamon makes him sick
He has a beautiful baby girl..... but he's not "wrapped around her finger" (his words)
See what I mean? Let's be honest here, at least 65% of my brain is full of nothing, but music lyrics and movie quotes. That's just how I am. And he doesn't like pork? What does that mean for me and bacon?! Because bacon and I have been in a committed relationship for years and I'm not trying to lose that. Country music is my thing and Jazz soothes me. So, I guess what I'm saying is- What in the world do Red and I have in common? Maybe he likes the same kinds of movies as me? Doubtful, but maybe. But it's not like I could invite him over to the house for a "movie night" and you know why? Because I burn apple/ cinnamon candles and have apple/ cinnamon air freshener. Basically, that means my date would be puking all night.
And then there were a plethora of pictures of him with dudes and girls and the only thing I could think was- Man, this dude has alot of friends. Me? Not so much. I have friends, but they all live out of state. So, what would we talk about?
And then there's everything that Ash said to try and talk me into dating him. I don't need to be "spoiled." I can take care of myself, I always have. I've never wanted a guy to do that I don't think. I would like some of those random moments that you get when a guy really likes you, but I don't even know what "being spoiled" by a guy feels like.
Which brings me to the next part- He had a fiance (I seen the ring) and I don't know if they ever got married or not, but that means he's obviously a commitment kind of guy. They have a kid and everything (but they're not together anymore). He's a commitment kind of guy and I'm not a commitment kind of girl. I mean, I'm all for just being with one guy and being his girlfriend (monogamy included), but I don't want to live with a guy, have kids or get married. And I make no bones about it. Never had.
And finally she tried the "he's cute" card. Now, regardless if he is or not, that has never been something that I've looked at in a guy. Hygiene- Yes. Looks- No. How a person looks doesn't mean a damn thing to me, as long as they're a good person, then I have no problem with them.
And we can't forget about me and my weird list of things that would hold me back from going on a date in the first place (with anyone). You want to know them to? Ok:
Do I even want to be set up? That hasn't exactly done me any favors in the past, but then again, it could work when it's done for the right reasons
I haven't dated in forever. I wouldn't even know how to go about it or act or dress. I would look and feel ridiculous and be completely nervous
Am I over-thinking all of this? Probably
And the most ridiculous thing that I can't help but to think of? I'm pretty sure his name (first and last) is an omen to me. I may be crazy. You know, crazier than people initially thought.
And don't get me wrong, I love Ashley and know that she has my best interest in her heart. She's trying to do something nice and sweet and I thank her dearly for it. But I can't get out of my own damn head long enough to even logically think about it. All I can think is- Why would a sweet, intelligent, talented, funny, awesome guy want anything to do with me? Let's just all be honest, say what you want about his looks (some people are yay, some nay), but either way you spin it- Dude is impressive. And I don't have the answers. And that bothers me on so many levels. All of my levels. I don't understand why I'm so self-conscience, but I am. It's safer to just stay at home. I may talk a big game, but when it comes to that- call me Puss McGee.
(I need to do a couple loads of laundry..... But who's counting?!).
Today is Christmas and while most people are caught up in all of the holiday miracles around them taking place, I'm sitting in our chair with Tayder on my lap contemplating doing the laundry (I really really need to).
But I'm tired and the thought of having to actually get my big butt up is too much for me to handle. But it all needs done, because for our Christmas dinner (we went to Poot and Uncle Darrell's) we made Grammy's Potato Salad (it's the best thing EVER- and I don't even like potato salad), Pea Salad, Mac&Cheese and Deviled Eggs. Yeah, I'm sure you can imagine what our kitchen smells like now.
So, I did the dishes (there were a shit ton) and I'll clean the rest of the house tomorrow or Sunday (most likely tomorrow).
We went down to Poot's to open presents and then we all had to go home to finish up the food and put some different clothes on. I really wanted to be able to get Momma, Poot and Solae more (not Greg, because he never likes what I get him anyways), but unfortunately this little thing called "poor" is a real life experience that I'm practicing at this time. Want to know what all I got for Christmas (just today)?!
Ok, I'll tell you:
(2) Fleece Mossy Oak Shirts, The Rolling Stones T-shirt, Flannel Shirt (Grey), Sons of Anarchy Shirt, Star Wars Shirt, SELFIE STICK, Make-up Brushes, Fuzzy Socks, Popcorn Tin, Tank Top, Soft/ Fluffy Camo Lounge Jacket, Katniss Cowl
Frankly, I would say that I made out like a bandit, because of all of the stuff that I got today- and that's not even counting the things that I received on random days. And speaking of Christmas..... I took down our Christmas tree tonight (it's Momma and I's tradition) and I took down all of the decorations inside. All that's left is outside and it's not very much, just (1) Penguin Blow-up, (1) String of Lights and a couple of Candy Cane Solar Lights that don't work for shit. Go figure. And then Momma and I will probably sit here and do what we're doing now. Tv, talking, Tayder Love, maybe a blog post, maybe not.
Y'all sleep good and have sweet dreams! Merry Christmas!!
(Feel free to ignore the bags under my eyes- they're always there).
Momma is finally out of the hospital- she actually got out yesterday afternoon. And we couldn't be happier about it if we tried. I mean, I guess I can't speak for the both of us, but I'm pretty much 100% sure that she is extremely happy about it too. She's still got a long road ahead of her, but like all of the other ones that we've had to go down (and there have been some real doozies), we'll do it together. (And Tayder was depressed and won't leave our sides now- I think he missed us and is happy we're finally home).
Ok, let's get away from that for now (because it makes me so damn sad).
I went to work this morning (it was the first time I've been there all week) and caught up on all of the paperwork that has been put off (I reckon it was a real long week for Dani- Sorry, Dani!!). I'm not going to lie, there was quite a bit. There wasn't really enough to stress me out, but there was enough to keep me going steady. Which is the way I like it, that way time seems to pass faster and I don't end up wanting to throw myself down the stairs.
Jayna came into work with Dani and played and laughed the whole time that they were there (they left at 10:30- I left at 11:15). We exchanged gifts (I received those amazing gifts that you see in that picture- Wine & Meaty: Essays by Samantha Irby and I gifted Dani with a Snuggie, because believe it or not, that's all she's wanted for a year and I got a gift card and pretty awesome scarf from Uncle Roger; I love them all!! Also, I remembered everybody's Christmas present and Uncle Rogers birthday present so- Katie. For. The. Win.), talked about a couple of things and just basically did the few things that we had to get done. And Jayna loved her gift from me- yay!!
Side note #1: Dani snuck a little present (it was a joke book) under our tree at work and we convinced Jayna that Santa had dropped it off just for her. She not only believed it, but then explained to us all how it could be true. Apparently Santa is a the smartest man alive (sorry, Hawking) and Dani's seven year old is really a forty-five year old in disguise. Ha- that makes me chuckle.
Oh!! Oh!! Guess what I got?!! Go ahead- GUESS!! Ok, I'll tell you- a 49 in Tv!!! I know, right?!! Momma started bidding on it on that "Quibids" thing (she wanted to get me one for Christmas and of course we can't afford one, but she thought what the hell, I'll try it anyways- and it worked!!) and she won!! She actually won!! And I'm pretty excited about it (which I'm sure you can tell). It's used and doesn't have a matching remote (but the one that came with it is kind of a universal remote and it does everything that it's supposed to do so we're good with it!!
This evening we all (Momma, Poot, Uncle Darrell and I) went to Don and Barbs Christmas Eve/ Pizza Party (Greg didn't go, because he had to work)!! They invited us a long time ago (we each invite the others to whatever it is when we're having something) and Momma actually felt well enough to go. We all had a lot of fun laughing, talking, listening to music, eating homemade cooking and singing Christmas carols (we may or may not have drank a shit ton of Hot Damn w/ Cider and drunkenly sung them all..... Oops?!). And Don and Barb?! You did not have to get us a present- thank y'all, but it was unnecessary. You guys are awesome and it was nice to meet even more of your family!!
Side note #2: Remind me to tell you about the damn conversation that I had to have with Ashley, because she informed me that she has "found the perfect guy for me" and I was forced to tell her hell no, because I don't want to date. Nothing personal, I just don't feel like it. And yes, I am good with that. And no, I don't think that I'm missing out on anything. Thank you though.
And by the time we got home we were pretty tired (and tipsy). I took my shower, Momma dozed off on the couch and now I'm sitting in the chair writing and Momma is watching our awesome Tv. We had to open a Christmas present tonight, because it's our "family tradition" to open one on Christmas Eve (and it's only a tradition, because Momma and I got tired of listening to Greg for years on end). We're waiting until tomorrow night to open the rest of them though (completely against Greg's will and protests), so that "Carla" can open hers with the rest of us. Yes, he's throwing a fit, because we're waiting on his girlfriend to open presents- I know, right?!!
Momma and I have to make Grammy's potato salad and deviled eggs in the morning and we're of course going to Poot and Uncle Darrell's for Christmas dinner and all of that good stuff. But I'm not trying to rush anything, because the more I do, the closer Monday gets. And screw that.
And by "we" I mean Momma and I are here, but I'm not a patient, only she is. I'm just staying with her.
The phlebotomist came in at about 5:00am (don't worry, we've been awake for a LONG time) to redraw her labs so the docs know what's going on. She's been on fluids since we took her to the ER (Monday- 11:00am), so basically she's been on round the clock IV fluid drip for about three days. That's a lot of damn fluid.
Her appetite has returned (thank god- she's lost like eighteen pounds in a month, because she couldn't eat and everything that she did manage to eat came back up) and while she's talking on the phone (apparently we're not the only ones up at 3:30am) I'm waiting for 7:00am so I can order her breakfast and go get mine from the cafeteria.
I'm pretty sure that she's going home today (excitement- party of two) and if that's true, I'll be going back to work tomorrow (and maybe Uncle Roger won't fire and/or murder me- Dani might help him if he decides to). I feel bad about being off, but I have to be here for her.
Her blood sugar went up a bit last night. It wasn't horrible or anything, but it was higher than its been running. In all fairness though, it was night and the nurses were switching shifts so she hadn't had her blood sugar meds, nor her insulin. Once she had those it smoothed back out (Yay!!).
So now, we sit here and wait to see the kidney specialist so we know what's going on and what the next step is (although if you ask Momma the "next step" is the one that she'll be taking to go home- she's got jokes this morning). Is it tacky to ask for luck so it (the mass on her kidney) really is nothing?
Well, I don't care if it is tacky- I'm asking for a little.
For now though, we'll watch the news (people really do suck), avoid the televangelists on tv (those two things are about the only things on this early in the morning) and wait to have breakfast (we want ALL the food, even though we- mostly her, because of her diabetes and such, but I won't eat in front of her like that).
Tacky or not- Wish us luck.
UPDATE: The kidney specialist just came in to talk to us (they weren't playing when they said he comes in early to talk to patients) and gave us good news. Have I ever mentioned how much I love good news?! Because I do. He was very polite and informative.
He told us that he wouldn't even call it a "mass"- he calls it a growth. It's actually been there since June 2012 and it's actually gotten smaller since then.
Therefore, he said it doesn't seem to be a serious problem or anything like that.
However, he wants Momma to come back in March 2016 to do a test to check it out. They don't want to do it now, because of the shape that her kidneys are in (from dehydration). So, she has to come back in March 2016 to have a test done, just to make sure that everything's copacetic. And would you like to know what else he said?!
He said- "It's not serious. Go home and have a happy holiday and my office will call you to set up your appointment. Don't worry or stress about any of this and have a Merry Christmas." He even drew us a picture to explain it all.
But he did say one thing that really bothered me (and Momma). He said that when she came into the ER and in the state that she was in, that she had experienced renal failure. RENAL FAILURE. Luckily, she had some really good doctors and nurses that brought her back from it all. She still feels pretty weak, but she's eating (she's lost 16 pounds during all of this) and kidding around. She's just Momma again and I couldn't be happier about it.
(I love them for what they do and I hate them, because too much of my family has been in one all year long).
Momma has been in the hospital since yesterday morning. She's been sick on and off for about a month, and while she went to the doctor a few times within that time span, they couldn't seem to figure out what was going on.
Well, yesterday her doctor (whom I love and think is the greatest of all time) figured out what was wrong. After she diagnosed it, she made a call and told us to get to the emergency room asap. What was it? Good question.
It was- DEHYDRATION.
You see, she had an infection in her throat (not quite strep throat yet, but blisters were present) and a UTI. With her being diabetic, that's more of a problem than usual, because infection will cause a persons blood sugar to go sky high (and it's about 1000x worse when diabetes is involved).
Therefore, her blood sugar reached 557 and the side effects were blurred vision, offset balance and nausea. Because she was throwing up so much, she became dehydrated (BOO!!!!!).
They gave her a shot of phenegran and Aunt Poot and I took her to the ER very quickly (I.e. Poot almost got a ticket).
Once we were in the ER they did some tests, took some vitals, drew some blood and started an IV full of fluids for her. After awhile a doctor came in and informed us that he was admitting her, because the labs came back all wonky (due to the dehydration).
Then this morning the doctor came in and talked to us about her results.
What he said: "Unfortunately I'm not going to be discharging you today (Momma was very upset about that). Your labs have improved, but it wasn't a massive improvement like I would like. Your creatine levels are still high (they were 3.7 when we came in and he read them at a 3.2 this morning and they're supposed to be around a 1.1) and I want to keep giving you fluids and hopefully they come down."
Then they told us that they found a mass on her kidney (they had done a catscan and ultrasound earlier for "precautionary" reasons) and that they were going to have to figure out what exactly it is.
Of course I freaked out (because I always go to the worse case scenario first).
A lady came in and explained to us that they would like their kidney expert to take a look at her scans to determine what was going on. We agreed that we wanted the best person to take a look. He's supposed to be here at 6:30am so we'll see how that goes.
Momma has informed me that she's going home tomorrow come hell or high water, because she's spending the damn holidays at home.
I've been staying at the hospital with her (she sometimes loses her train of thought and the docs/nurses need information and I know everything to tell them) and I couldn't thank Dani, Aunt Susi and Uncle Roger enough. I hate missing work, but I feel like this is really important and I need to be here. And they're amazing for understanding the situation and everything that's happening (although I'm pretty sure Uncle Roger is so pissed at me that he would love to fire me- and he still might).
So here I sit watching Momma sleep (phenegran tends to have that effect), writing this blog post, watching the cooking channel (I watched Guy Fieris DDD until 4:00 this morning) and hoping for the absolute best. Don't tell, but I'm a little freaked out and I'm hoping that specialist comes in tomorrow morning and says- you're fine, false alarm!!
(I am less than enthused- because I'm kind of a jerk..... it comes naturally).
It's not like they're bad or anything, its just usually alot of work and it tends to go unappreciated (just like our Company Picnic in the Summer/Fall) by most of the employees. You still have those really appreciative employees/retirees, but for the most part- people suck.
Or that could just be me being a grinch. Whatevs, I'm good with it.
I'm just tired this week. Which is hilarious considering the fact that I passed out in our chair last night before I even watched The Big Bang Theory episode that I really wanted to see (The Opening Night Excitation). Good thing I recorded it- did I ever mention that whomever invented the dvr was a genius?! Because I whole-heartedly believe that.
Anyways, this week has been full of craziness (Momma has been incredibly sick- she has infection in her throat and a uti; which is causing her blood sugar to go sky high; like 557; and all of that combined is making all of her sick; it's pitiful) and we still have Christmas shopping to do and I haven't wrapped any of the presents yet (I was informed of all of this last night, because in true Katie fashion I forgot about it all). But for now, I have to finish doing all of this crap stuff for today.
I don't always wear a camo Santa hat with fake reindeer antlers inside of a fake frame. But when I do, I make sure it's when I'm surrounded by people I love. And you know, when Aunt Susi talks me into it!!
Today was our annual "sister get together" (they don't want to call it a "sister" thing anymore, because it's all the girls in the family, but we all still have the habit). And can I just say that it was SO fun and hilarious?!! I don't think the laughter stopped for more than ten seconds the entire day!!
Side note: Momma, Poot and I had breakfast early this morning before our get together..... because apparently when I'm hungry, "I'm grumpy!!" (Their words, not mine). And honestly I don't think I even chewed my waffle, I think I inhaled it and it was SO delicious. Waffles!!
Even Aunt Linda got to fly up from Florida and spend it with us!! There were a few people that didn't show and we're officially convinced that they're assholes (YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE AND IT'S YOUR LOSS, BECAUSE WE'RE HILARIOUS!!), but we didn't let any of that slow us down or stop us from having a great time!! It was their loss, because we're a damned ole hoot and a half!!
We did the whole "Dirty Santa" thing again, and Aunt Susi decided to do it a little different than usual this time around. None of us really understood it (she later said that we messed up), but it was still fun and we all cracked up!! There was delicious food (every candy/cookie that you can think of, ham/turkey pinwheels, veggie bars, cherry delight, taco/cheese dip..... and alcohol).
We even did a craft this time around!! We made little owls out of pinecones and wine corks. My owls turned out looking a bit like Arnie from What's Eating Gilbert Grape, but I'm just saying that makes it have more character!!
All in all, it was a fantastic time!! Aunt Susi put out a frame covered in Christmas lights and had a million props for us all to use and get our pictures taken!! (She said she'll make me copies, because her camera makes my camera its bitch). The goofier the better!! I don't have a copy of it yet, but I bet the one with Dani and I (and our beer) incites hilarity when you look at it!!
We all can't wait until the next one (sometime around Easterish- Aunt Susi is already brewing with ideas!!). And even though Momma was sick (she's felt horrible for days and has to call the doctor tomorrow), she laughed and loved it!! I love seeing her smile and happy!!
I've always been extremely emotionally invested in fictional characters (more so than actual people). But I don't want to talk about any of them (until later) except for- Sheldon Cooper and Amy Farrah Fowler.
Why?! BECAUSE THE SHAMY IS BACK, PEOPLE!!!!!
And when I posted said picture above to capture my excitement, I had a girl on my FB to be all- "I didn't want to see this, because I haven't got to watch this episode yet." And I apologized, but really I thought- "If you don't want a 'spoiler' on any show that you're watching, maybe avoid social media until you watch it." But whatever, even that couldn't bring me down (I'm a jerk)!!
Ever since the last episode of last season (that closed with Amy breaking up with Sheldon, because she wasn't sure they were "going anywhere" and Sheldon being upset, but "understanding" and revealing to a figurine of Smeagol/Gollum that he indeed had an engagement ring for Amy) I have been incredibly sad and not at all that into the new season.
But, I stayed a faithful viewer (I know a lot of people that have quit watching for various reasons) and last night on "S09/Ep10: The Earworm Reverberation" I was rewarded with the why. And the answer to that is- BECAUSE I FREAKING LOVE THIS SHOW AND THE SHAMY IS REUNITED.
Thank you Beach Boys (and your song- "Darlin").
And while I've still liked the show alright this season, I've just felt that something was missing. Frankly, I just don't like seeing Sheldon upset (in his heart) and I think that's what has been bugging me the most. Jim Parsons just has a way about him to make me love Sheldon (and his quirky habits). And therefore, when Sheldon is sad, I'm sad. Funny, huh?
This episode was the best of the season so far for various reasons, including:
Penny's hair couldn't look more amazing right now (and I'm one of the few people that loved her short do)
Sheldon's "descent into madness"
Leonard and Penny were at their utmost adorable of over one and a half seasons
Footloose references
Bernadette giving Amy a "sex talk"
SHAMY
The metaphors (this is the only show on the planet that can make laundry sound sweet)
THE DIALOGUE (it was the best that it's been all season and causes this post to have a lot of "side notes")
And this and that.
I haven't enjoyed an episode this much since "S08/Ep08: The Prom Equivalency." Which coincidentally was another episode that included a big step for Shamy!! (Sheldon admitted that he was in love with Amy..... and she hyperventilated). And I wrote about it, too.
This episode starts with Sheldon recording a self-journal to "future Sheldon" to document his "descent into madness." We find out why a couple of seconds later when it flashes back two days and Leonard calls Sheldon out on humming a song that Sheldon can't place. Why does that make him crazy? According to Sheldon because- "he has an eidetic memory and should be able to remember and place everything." This song being stuck in his head has completely "ruined his life" and screwed up his bathroom habits (which is why his life is ruined and he's not AT ALL dramatic about it).
Side note #1: "Sheldon Cooper's descent into madness day two. It's 2:25 a.m. and I feel the urge to urinate. My normal urination time is 7:10 a.m., but here I am, in the middle of the night, struggling to keep my mind sharp and my pajamas dry. It's only a matter of time before my tenuous grasp on reality fades. I suppose I should pee while I still know what a toilet is". See, not dramatic at all.
Penny and Leonard try to be supportive (and also, poke fun at him over it, because that's just the way all of their friendships work) and Sheldon even self-journals about Leonard and Penny. About Penny he says- "Penny is his friend and if she offers him food, that it's ok to take it..... because he probably paid for it anyways." And a sweet little message about Leonard- "This is Leonard. He's your best friend in the world. Sometimes he gets cranky, but you can trust him with your life. And he does more things for you than I can even begin to list." Which Leonard then thanks him for, because how can you not THAT WAS SO SWEET.
Side note #2: "Dear Crazy Future Sheldon, this is a thermostat. It controls the temperature of the apartment. The ideal setting is 72 degrees. If you find this too cold, then put on a jacket..... A straitjacket, 'cause 72's the best and you're crazy."
And there was some other stuff happening in the show (filler) that wasn't bad, but wasn't necessarily good either (Raj/Howard storyline, which I usually love, but just didn't impress me this week). But Amy and Bernadette's little talk was funny. Amy had asked Dave out on another date and she informed Bernadette that she was making him dinner. Bernadette revealed to her that this was very intimate, because- "You're inviting him into your home. It's intimate. It's where your underpants live." However, then Bernadette asks her since it would be the first time she's intimate if it's a good idea to do it with a guy that's 6'7 and when Amy seems confused she says- "Because it's like taking your first drivers test in a bus." Subtle Bernadette. Subtle.
Side note #3: Sheldon calls the Rock-n-Roll Hall of Fame and hums the song to the person who answers the phone. Once they tell him that they have no idea what the song is and he exclaims- "you call yourself the Rock-n-Roll Hall of Fame?!!" they have a few choice words for him and he drops the line- "Do you sing along with the greatest hits of Elvis Presley with that mouth?!!" Classic.
Blah, Blah, Blah (other story lines)..... Sheldon plays the keyboard in the middle of the night to try and figure out the song and it of course disturbs Leonard and Penny, because they're not "descending into madness." They argue about who's going to go take care of him/it (much like new parents argue over a crying newborn) and eventually Leonard wins. Penny wrestle the keyboard from Sheldon while he screams- "What are you doing?! Why are you SO strong?!!" She comes back to bed triumphant, but it is short lived as Sheldon has bought a tuba and starts playing the song on that instead. HA! You should've known Sheldon would have a back up plan, Penny. Do you not remember when he stole your underwear?!
Side note #4: "Now this is your spot. You're very protective of it. When anyone else tries to sit here, you berate them relentlessly. It sounds mean, but somehow you make it adorable."
Sheldon finally remembers what song is stuck in his head (it's Darlin' by the Beach Boys) while listing off famous scientists and artists who have gone crazy (including: Pythagoras, Bobby Fisher and Brian Wilson- who was a member of the Beach Boys) when he was having dinner with Leonard and Penny (and he's very happy about it, because now he doesn't have to "take a pigeon as his bride!" Because you know- crazy). Then he realizes that the song is about Amy. At least to him. When they ask why he says that- "What he means is that he’s suffered a loss and found art that made that pain, and the joy that preceded it, understandable. He finds art that speaks to him on a deeper level." (Can we all just confirm that it's a big moment for Sheldon?). Penny says that Amy really has "softened his life" to which Sheldon exclaims- "Yes, she's the dryer sheets of his heart!!" and sets off to find Amy.
Side note #5: After he leaves Leonard asks Penny if he too is the "dryer sheets of her heart" to which she replies- "Better. He's the lint trap of her love." You just gotta love this show and its metaphors (like I said, only The Big Bang Theory could make laundry sound sweet).
SPOILER ALERT >>>>> This is going to happen!!!!!
Sheldon goes to Amy's apartment (where she's currently having her dumb date with Dave- even though I like Dave, I don't like Amy with anybody except Sheldon) to tell her what he discovered. And then this amazing conversation happened:
***knockknockknock*** Amy..... ***knockknockknock*** Amy..... ***knockknockknock*** Amy..... Amy: "That's Sheldon." Dave: "Really?! How's my hair?!" (Kidding. Even though that happened, it's not the best part).
Amy: "Sheldon, this- this isn't a good time." Sheldon: "I don't care. Amy, there was a song I couldn't get out of my head. Eventually, I realized the song was about you, and like that earworm, I can't get you out of my heart. So, what I'm trying to say is, you're my heartworm..... The metaphorical kind, not- not the poodle-killing kind."
- Insert Dave for a minute. (Don't worry, he wasn't trying to sabotage anything, he just really wanted to meet his idol..... Sheldon!!).
Sheldon: "I'm- I'm sorry; I didn't realize you were on a date." Amy: "No, it- it..... it's ok. Keep going?" Sheldon: "Amy, if you want to be my girlfriend again, I really want to be your boyfriend." Amy: "I really want that, too." Sheldon: "Good. Because I love you." Amy: "I love you, too." ..... Dave: "Kiss her, you brilliant fool!!" (Am I the only one that laughed hysterical that Dave didn't even care that Sheldon wanted Amy back, because he idolizes Sheldon so much? Even he is Team Shamy!!).
And he does (very passionately, might I add- like, full blown makeout) and he tells her that he'll let her get back to her date and goes to walk out and she pulls him back in and says- "come here" and they continue to kiss.
And next weeks preview (plus, spoilers, because I don't mind them) shows Penny and Bernadette telling Amy that Sheldon's ready to "be intimate" and she freaks out and he freaks out and then they..... you know..... deal with it together. Also, it's Amy's birthday and the new Star Wars movie (Star Wars: The Force Awakens) comes out that day!! So, I reckon that means that three awesome things are happening on next weeks episode!!
Side note #6: I just found out that this episode was the four year anniversary of "S05/Ep 10: The Flaming Spittoon Acquisition" when Sheldon interrupted Amy's date with Stuart and asks her to be his girlfriend. (Also, it's the second time Sheldon interrupts Amy's date to advance their relationship and Amy never minds the interruption..... but I already knew that one).
It feels like it's been forever since I have written anything. In all honesty, I've been meaning to write down the happenings of life and I've wanted to say a thing or two, but have found no gumption (yes- I used the word gumption) to do so. I really just want to freaking sleep.
I did put up our Christmas tree though (only because Momma really wanted it).
Instead I have just been living life, trying to figure out this ridiculous weather and being ill. Not attitude wise, but immune system wise. Although, my brother would probably tell you that I'm ill the other way to (and if he wasn't such a jag-horse he wouldn't think that). Eventually though, I will get back in my "groove" and write about some things. Things like:
How I'm considering buying (I'm sad that I no longer have Netflix- damn me and my not having "streaming devices") the Once Upon A Time (or OUAT) dvds and watching the show
Health updates on Momma and I (Pretty much- I'm alright for now and I'll have way more to say about her)
Movies that I've watched recently
Another "sister" thing that's coming up
How I almost got asked out on a date (dude was full on asking me personal questions and trying to prepare for a "relationship"- his words) and how I not only freaked out, but turned him down, because I'm brutally honest like that
Solae's birthday (she's a December baby)
How I managed to make sending out our Christmas cards a damned ole fiasco
But until that day, I'm just going to keep doing what I'm doing and wait for the holidays to pass. I'm much more fortunate than most people, and for that I am forever thankful, but honestly, I'm just not big on holidays. I think my brother actually called me a "grinch" at some point. Ass.
