Friday, November 11, 2011

No real cohesion

You guys as I write this, it's approaching 11pm on 11/11/11. There are a few neighbours around us having parties tonight...I'm not sure if that is just because it's Friday night or because of the date. But I did hear a few high schoolers at the gym last night talking about going to an 11/11/11 party. So is this a thing? I mean, I get why it's cool--this date won't happen like this for another hundred years and all; just like 10/10/10 and 09/09/09 and--shall I keep going? But is there some kind of numerological significance to the date?

Ah--it's just on 11 right now and I hear cheering. Kind of like New Year's. So my theory is correct! It IS an 11/11/11 party. I feel validated. THis is like live blogging, isn't it? Are you excited?

Tonight Jason and I watched Crazy Stupid Love on iTunes. Have you seen it? We really enjoyed it. Sweet and funny. But I will watch anything with Steve Carell in it. After the movie, we were scrolling through the other movies for rent. I told Jason that while he was gone, I spent a long time one night just scrolling through iTunes, watching previews. Lots of different previews. He laughed at me. "You just watched previews?" he said. I think he thinks there's something sad and forlorn about that. That I'd sit there, alone, watching tons of movie trailers and never picking a movie to watch. Well, I happened to really enjoy myself. Is that sad?

Then, I said I was kind of hungry and Jason said he could go out and find us some really good hot dogs somewhere. Then we both remembered that you can't really get good hot dogs in Australia. At least, not what we think of as good. Now that was sad. Great burgers are hard to find too. This one time, I was really craving a cheeseburger. And we drove 45 minutes in late afternoon traffic with the kids to this one place we thought would have really good ones. It was stressful getting there. But it looked like an old fashioned 50s diner, so they're gonna have good burgers, right? Guess what they had. Meat pies. Most Aussie things ever. Nothing wrong with a meat pie, but when you want a burger, a steak and kidney pie or whatever ain't cutting it.

We talked about that for awhile tonight, and hot dogs too. Is that weird and/or sad? I thought maybe the conversation about food and cravings was symbolic or something. I mean, we had just watched a romantic movie together and we were snuggling on the couch. But no, I think we were actually talking about hot dogs. That's okay, isn't it? People do that, right?

Then I said, well I can't have a hot dog anyway right now, cause I only have a few calories left for the day. That chicken kebab at dinner almost did me in. (I'm counting calories right now, you see. But don't worry, it's healthy.) And then he said, oh yeah. Then I sighed, and that really was sad.

I'll close with some other things I do that are probably sad:
--Hide in the pantry to eat sometimes so the kids won't ask for some.
--When I workout, I imagine myself performing live a lot of the songs I listen to on my iPod. I'm being serious. I'm embarrassed to admit this. But I picture myself on the stage singing for an audience. Yeah. That happens. Sometimes I sing outloud a little, accidentally.
--I pretend to be on my phone when I walk by solicitors at the mall. Because, no, I really don't want to buy salt scrub from the Dead Sea, but I have a hard time telling them that. I have had some very involved imaginary conversations.

I could go on, but I think I'll stop there. Before you lose all respect for me. See, these are the things revealed when one is blogging everyday. I feel cleansed. You know, if you wanted--you could share the sad things YOU do. But only if you want.

Are you doing anything fun for 11/11/11? Gifts? Parties? Decorations?


  1. You are too funny! Eating in the pantry! Driving 45minutes in search of a burger! But do you know , I'm totally like that. I drove across town a couple of days ago in rush hour morning traffic to get a new sausage biscuit from Dunkin Donuts. It was good but not practical. I really enjoyed Crazy Stupid Love too. It was fun and touching. And I think you get your mad phone-avoidance skills from me. I do that ALL the time. Finally, I know where you can get delicious authentic hot dogs and burgers on just about every corner.....

  2. I am detecting that the comment left by "Camp Papa" was really our mother.

    Reading this post, there was only one moment where I cried aloud in pity and recognition of the humanity of it all, and that was you hiding in the pantry to eat. I've done that, or just hidden in general. My favorite spot is to go lie down on my dining room bench. It takes the kids a few minutes to find me there.

    Just you and Jason, cuddling and talkin' 'bout hot dogs, like you do...

  3. I think the 11/11/11 date is pretty cool. If you got engaged let's say last Christmas, wouldn't you suggest 11/11/11 as the date? I did get married at 11:00 a.m. but it was month of April.
    Anyhow, if you haven't already seen any books by Mo Willems (Don't Let the Pigeon Drive the Bus)you must get his book about the pigeon wanting a hot dog. Boy does that get the craving going. Cuz your kids must learn about hot dogs, right?

  4. Hee hee, Mom--I think I got a lot of those types of skills from you! :)

    Michele R, I actually did have a friend who got married yesterday--I think that was a great idea, to pick a memorable date like that! I haven't heard of the book you mentioned...must keep an eye out for it!

  5. I LOVED Crazy Stupid Love. Like, watched it twice in one week at the theater, which is not a very Meghan thing to do. But it was such a thoroughly delightful movie! I also officially converted to Ryan Gosling in that movie. Heretofore I only thought of him as being so-so.

    I was in class today when my fellow preceptor pulls out a gargantuan camera and starts clicking away photos of his watch to be sure he wouldn't miss his digital watch saying 11:11 on 11/11/11. It was rather distracting, with all the clicking. And it made me laugh. I was thinking, "really?!"

    Also at 11am the Chapel carillon started tolling (we just had some works on the bells) and the person leading the class said "the bells must for 11:11 on 11/11" and I was like "um no, we don't toll the bell for that." Nice try.