So, I forgot it was Christmas. Well, not completely, but yeah, this year it’s not my main focus. I’m a recovering Catholic who does generally celebrate the holiday, but my partner got a new, shiny titanium knee, nicknamed Ti-Knee of course, for the holidays and I have been spending a good portion of my time not at home, but first at the hospital last week, and now rehab. Yeah, while I was doling out books and updating posts and switching the format and dealing with the elves, I was mostly sitting in one uncomfortable chair after another with my laptop or tablet staged on the wheelie table/tray in a place with constant beeping, moaning people, interrupting staff, bad food and…wait for it…television with commercials. I know, the horror! 🙂
At home, we have satellite tv with DVR, and someone will need to pry the DirecTV remote from my cold, dead hands before I give it up because I hate commercials. Hate them with a passion. I hate the higher volume that they’re set to; I hate the stupidity; I hate when the same ones are played over and over. And I especially hate ads around this time of the year (we’ve decided that there are four topics — booze, perfume, jewelry and cars — in addition to pushing network shows or viagra or the newest, greatest gadget), the commercialism that has become the holiday drives me batty, but because I have my precious DVR and the ability to skip this crap, I rarely have to endure it (at least on television).
For the last nine days, I haven’t been able to escape it because no matter where I am, there is a television on. I turned to the computer to watch a couple of the very few current shows I follow (it may have its issues, but Almost Human, with the real-life physical embodiment of Ty Grady in Karl Urban, is pretty okay) because it offers a more “on demand” situation and even there, I ran into commercials. We gave up and went back to the television in the room (an aside: ten years ago I spent two weeks in the same hospital Jan was in, in a room literally across the hall from hers, and the tv is exactly the same one as what was there a decade ago. Not only are they in bad condition — fuzzy, grainy pictures, color issues — but they are the “old” kind with big, heavy backs with tubes, and if there is an earthquake, those babies are gonna fly off their elevated stands and kill someone. I left a feedback note that read something like “dear hospital administrators: you are building a fancy, new, state-of-the-art facility next door and you can’t pay for some flat screens that probably will cost you $50/per or less because you’re buying in bulk?”) Anyway, we have been bombarded with commercials trying to get you to buy X for the Y in your life, and because I am not spending time in the real world, every once in a while it hits me that it’s Christmastime.
So, today is it. It’s Christmas Day and and I get to go back to the regular bad commercials. 🙂 I’m heading out to rehab around 11 to have what I am told will be a great Christmas lunch, finish up the admin stuff related to BAHAG, kiss my honey goodby, then come home to spend some time with the Muggster. What are you all up to today?