Well, since I have the week off, I bought a treadmill. OK, it wasn't like that. I wasn't all "let's spend money!!"
A friend had one she was selling, and I bought it. I figured with my knees acting up and all, at least I could walk fast at night. My friend's darling husband (who I am totally sucking up to, because he and David had to carry the thing up an L-shaped staircase) brought it over today and we set it up in the soon-to-be-renamed "Mattress Room." It was called thus because...well, there was a queen-sized mattress on the floor. (my hubby and sort-of-bro-in-law broke the bed it came on during the move from the old house into the moving van. We weren't upset. David hated that bed.) The room had a bookcase, toys and a big ole mattress taking up most of the floor. Three years later, and out went the mattress to make room for a small tv stand to hold the tv, vcr, dvd player and PS2, plus an area for the treadmill. We need to rename the room. Any suggestions?
I've decided to start back up where I left off in my continuous Buffy-watchage; Season 4. Each episode is about 45 minutes, so two episodes, an hour and a half, should be good.
Ahh, Season 4. The Season-that-must-not-be-named, except it did have some brilliant episodes interspersed in between the crapposity that was the Adam-Initiative-Riley (getting treated like poo)-Whatever season. I mean really - If "Where the Wild Thing Are" and "Beer Bad" didn't make you run screaming, you're a true fan.
Something Blue? Come on. Buffy & Spike? FUNNY.
Hush? Brilliant all around.
Who Are You? I loved seeing Faith back.
Restless? The foreshadowing was fantastic. Also, two words: Cheese Man.
First up: The Freshman. Oy vey. As a season opener, not the best. Buffy being all Ms. No Self-Confidence was a stretch, and the leader of the Vamp Nest, Sunday, was annoyingly..annoying. I did love seeing Willow finally in her element, and Marc Blucas is a yummy treat. Forty five minute walk down, another 45 to go tonight, as soon as I can get Isabel off the thing.