Not in my Lifetime

So you know how sometimes you get yourself into a situation and you find yourself asking, "What the hell just happened?", "What is going on?" or perhaps, "How the fuck did I get to this point in my life?". You know you've been there to; don't try to deny it.

I was there today. I caught myself watching Lifetime. Television for Women.

The thing is I don't even know how it happened. Mr. Little Man was feeling under the weather and I went into cook mode. I made 2 kinds of soup (for the freezer), a meatloaf for my landlady, 2 kinds of ravioli, 2 trays of lasagna (all for the freezer, except for, obviously, the meatloaf). I also made a cake to take to work. I finally sat down around 3 pm.

I grabbed a book, sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. I kinda flipped through the channels, but nothing good was on (SIDEBAR: I have hundreds of channels....why is nothing on? I know you're saying Nadine, it's Sunday. You're a football fan, but honestly, I wasn't even in the mood for that). So, I settle on a channel, because I like the commercial thats on and I start to read. I'm soaking in the book and I'm halfway into the movie that's playing.

The movie was getting more and more ridiculous by the minute and I'm calling bullshit left and right, but I can't look away. It was like watching a traffic accident. Eventually we get more commercials, some of which are advertising equally stupid movies and thats when I realize. Fuck; I have allowed myself to be sucked in by Lifetime.

And, yes, I watched the rest of the movie.

What I am reading: Cookbooks. I think I may go completely non-traditional for Thanksgiving and make Moroccan food.
What I am listening to: Restless Heart - I'll Still Be Loving You.