I Guess I'm Getting Old...

Last night, I caught a few minutes of Glee. I keep hearing about this show so I wanted to see what it was about. My review - meh. Not terrible, but certainly not worth taking up valuable real estate on my DVR. (I currently have 86 hours of unwatched television shows on my DVR. Yikes. And I don't even record that many shows. I'm going to have to go into seclusion after the Lost finale, because I am currently 6 episodes behind. I'll finally figure out the dang storyline sometime late this summer. Or maybe not. That has to be one of the most confusing shows ever.)

Anyway. Back to Glee. The only reason it's worth bringing up is that a girl was going to sing a song with a guy, and she said that she heard he liked classic rock. So I was expecting CCR, or maybe BTO, or one of the other great acronymical bands of the 70's. Uh, no. The song she chose was U2's "One". Which was released in 1991. Since when is 1990's music considered classic rock? I guess that makes me a classic. Yeah, I'm going with that. It sounds better than "old".

Let's see...two months since my last update. What have we been doing? Mostly planting the garden, playing with the neighbor kids (we have a 4-year-old neighbor girl and a 3-year-old neighbor girl and most nights you'll find one or both at our house), and all the other things that go along with having a job, two small kids, and a very naughty dog who finds it easier to piddle in the house than to ask to go outside. Between the dog and Natalie, who has been potty-trained since January but is still "fine-tuning", I think we are going to rip out the carpet and put in hardwood sooner rather than later. Carpet is too high-maintenance with young children and pets.