It happens every night here. I am NOT the TV fan. If I had my way, we wouldn’t even have a TV. When Vince and I first got married, he was already living in the house in Kentucky. I got there and there was a TV in the bedroom. NO! There was a TV in the main floor family room and a TV in the basement family room. For some reason, Vince decided I needed a small TV in the kitchen and a TV in the sewing room downstairs.
When we finished my sewing room here, Vince and the builder decided I had to have a TV in the sewing room. This was just 8 years ago. I kept saying NO! I do not want a TV but I got one and as far as I know, it has never been turned on.
Every night, Vince is watching something on TV and he falls asleep in his chair. I, on the other hand, cannot sleep unless I am in the bed. From birth I think, my parents taught me – you sleep in the bed; you sit on the sofa; you eat at the table. We never were allowed to sleep or “waller” on the sofa. If we were tired, we went to bed! If we were hungry, we sat down at the table and ate . . whether it was dinner, ice cream, cookies, a candy bar. We were not allowed to eat anywhere else. Those are kinda the rules I live by but those were not the rules at Vince’s house growing up. It doesn’t bother me that he sleeps in his chair . . I sometimes wish I could do it but I just can’t. What bothers me is that he falls asleep during the middle of a show. I say “Vince! Vince! Why don’t you turn the TV off and go to bed?” Every single time, he says “I’m ok!” I didn’t ask “Are you ok?” So, he goes back to sleep in the chair, the TV keeps running. Finally, he turns it off and goes to bed.
The next night, the first 30 minutes of our TV watching time . . yep . . same show he slept through because he has to know what happened so I get to watch it twice.
Thursday night we were watching Veronica Mars and it was a really good part. He was sleeping. So, tonight, I told him . . “You really have to watch last night’s show. If you don’t know what happened last night, you’re not going to understand the next couple of episodes.” I can’t believe . . I suggested we re-watch part of a show! It was that good though.
When I was growing up, we had a little den and it had a window a/c in it. One little black and white TV in the house. No matter where you sat, especially on that naugahyde sofa, it was freezing. You could not find a spot where the cold air wasn’t blowing on you. Get a blanket? Nope .. because first thing my mom knew, it would look like we were sleeping on the sofa and that wasn’t allowed. Maybe that’s how my dislike of TV started . . freezing while trying to watch something.
I put up with TV because I understand that I’m the odd one who doesn’t like TV but you know what’s worse for me . . going to the movies. Oh, how I dislike going to movies. Before Addie came along, the last movie I saw was “You’ve Got Mail”. When did that movie come out? OK . . I looked it up. 1998. We saw it in Kentucky. Then Addie .. we saw Dori (or something like that – about a fish). Then we went to see something recently but I can’t remember what it was. I think she’s a lot like her grandpa. She fell asleep during the movie. When she woke up, I think she thought it was the middle of the night and we’d been there forever and she wanted to go home. We hadn’t been there for 1/3 of the movie. I was whispering to her . . are you sure you want to leave. We need to finish the movie! Nope .. she wanted to go home so I was quite happy to leave early. We got outside and she said “Wait? It’s not even dark!” Nope . . not dark! 🙂 But she still wanted to go home.
Tonight, Vince said “I think I can stay awake through one more episode.” He says that every night and he never makes it through the last one. Sure enough, when he woke up, he said “I almost made it!” Almost doesn’t count!
It’s something we laugh about every night. It isn’t like he’s sleeping through something that matters . . that’s for sure. And if I have to watch half an hour of TV again . . that’s ok. I’m usually knitting or typing and not paying much attention anyway but it surely is fun to give him a hard time about it.