Mike took Ellie away this weekend to visit his parents, also known as Ellie’s Grandma and (for reasons that remain unclear to everyone) Grunki. (Note to those who know where I live: please don’t come burgle my house. Despite what I have said in the past, our dog is really quite ferocious, and also we don’t have much of value, unless you count the boxes of Duplo in my car that I purchased for Ellie’s birthday. She turns two next weekend. Can you even believe it! I cannot.) I had big plans for a lot of debauchery while they were gone, but since I am still finding pregnancy
really unpleasant so enjoyable I have to take to my bed for a two-hour nap every day just to recover from the excitement, upon their departure I took to my bed for a two-hour nap. Upon rising, I ventured into town to get the ingredients for potato soup, stopped at Starbucks, did a bunch of work, watched the Kardashians for three hours, made soup, and then ventured back into town for the aforementioned Duplo (which, incidentally, was the first time I have ventured outside after 7 p.m. in I don’t know how long, perhaps several months). I also stopped at Starbucks again. Don’t judge me. The baby wanted lemonade.
I really can’t explain why the Kardashians are my go-to for mindless television, except that I so infrequently have both the time and the inclination to watch something truly stupid on TV, and it is quite soothing to be able to skip six months of a show and still be able to follow the plot. The last time I watched it was last fall when Mike and I were in Washington DC, and at the time Rob, Kardashian brother and erstwhile businessman, was working on launching his sock line, which I gather is a set of socks? that he designed? At any rate, this weekend was the official launch party for the sock line. I fully expect to tune in again in August to hear the sales results from the socks’ first week on the market.