For YEARS, whenever I talk about shows I love and how I’m always looking for new, great ones, people have recommended Freaks and Geeks. I mean, at least once a month someone would leave a comment, asking if I’d watched it. I hadn’t, and I have no idea why. I think maybe I saw part of one episode once, and it didn’t grab me? Which is SO unfortunate, because this week we put in the pilot and now we are officially addicted. So much so that I actually gasped when my friend Courtney told me last night that there are only TWELVE episodes total. And we’ve already watched FOUR! I am now torn between hoarding those that are left and just speeding through them, which is what I really want to do. At any rate, I was an idiot to wait for so long. This show is awesome, and part of the fun is spotting all the people that were in it and went on to other things (like Superbad, and Forgetting Sarah Marshall, and Knocked Up, and…..). I know there was another Apatow show with some of the same folks, Undeclared, which I did watch a couple of times when it was on. If it’s even half as good as F&G I’m putting it on my Netflix list, like, muy pronto.
Speaking of fun stuffl, I’ve been having a total blast with my daughter lately. She is walking and babbling and pretty much hysterical, not that I’m biased or anything. She also refuses to eat ANYTHING but toast, cereal, and baby food. Occasionally I can still coerce her with mac and cheese, but even that is on the wane. I have decided that I am making a list of things I am not allowed to worry about until 2009, and her mostly mushy food diet is one of them. Because otherwise, I am going to drive myself crazy. Also, I am not worrying about what kind of computer to buy—too stressful, although I appreciate all your input!—-and there are many other things on the list as well, all too boring to share here. I think that procrastination is not usually a good thing, but there’s also prioritizing, which is how I’m choosing to look at this. One day at a time, and all that. I’m trying to be present, and enjoy things as they happen, instead of always racing ahead of myself and anticipating problems. It is not easy, as I am hard wired this way. But I’m trying to just take it all as it comes.
Like, for instance, Sasha’s first trip to see Santa. She was all excited…until we got up close to him. Then she freaked. So I had to be in the shot too, and we barely got any where she was not literally screaming. Would I have loved a perfect pic? Maybe. But there’s a certain charm to this one. It’s not perfect. But what is?