4 shows and a unisom?

 

 

I have got to be the ABSOLUTE LAST person to jump on the bandwagon for the tv series, "Lost". We recently got Netflix, and the first thing my husband wanted to do (knowing I had never seen an episode in my life) was to get me to watch the whole thing from beginning to end. Oh, I know what you're thinking: "You've never seen Lost?!". No, I haven't. I was in my last couple years of college at the time it came out and was way too busy having fun on the beach and drinking with my girls to sit down for an hour each week and engage. However, my eyes have now been opened to the greatness that is this show.

 

Since watching the show was such a big deal for Thanh, we decided that we would hunker down in our home the Sunday after our vacation and start it off. The first episode (Pilot 1) had me hooked. I think it was because I was so confused about what was happening that I NEEDED to find out more...those tricky little writers/producers/directors. They have taken over my after-work life with their genius.

 

Ever since that Sunday, we have watched three episodes a night. Except for last night...last night, we watched four! That is four hours of our lives watching this show in one sitting - please don't judge me. It consumes my thoughts, and I wonder how all these people had the patience to wait a whole week in between each episode to get some answers! I can hardly wait a full work day to get home and turn it on!

 

Thus the title of this blog post. I text my husband earlier today and asked him these two questions in a row: "Can we have another night tonight like we did last night? 4 shows and a unisom?". That is what my life has come to...4 shows and a unisom (I have mad sleeping troubles and this stuff really works!). Is anyone else out there with me? Do you remember watching "Lost"?