Coming Clean

I watch a lot of TV. I'll admit it. Ben and I put the boy to bed, and for the next couple of hours (or sometimes, just one), I'll sit in front of the tube and veg out. Monday, nothing is on, and it's a struggle to find something worth watching. Tuesday is the Biggest Loser. Wednesday is The Middle and Modern Family night. Thursday is Community, The Office, and 30 Rock. There's some dumb show in between during which I usually clean the kitchen or shower. Friday? Either Suppernanny or we just go to bed. By Friday, we're usually pretty tired.
Well, anyway, a few weeks ago, there was an episode of The Middle in which it comes to light that the main character told her (now) husband that she had liked a certain movie (Resevoir Dogs) that they saw on their first date. It was the reason why he asked her out for a second one. She, in "real" life, hated the movie, and almost didn't go on that second date b/c what kind of guy would like that movie. She admitted, after years of marriage, that she hated that movie, and hilarity ensued. It got me to thinking...

When Ben and I first started dating, he recommended that I read a book - one of his favorites. It was The Orchid Thief by Susan Orlean. It was an extremely well written book, yes. But I didn't like it. At the time, I told him it was good, but I found it to be boring. I mostly found it so because it was hard for me to read. Don't get me wrong, I'm an intelligent (so I like to think) person, but for some reason, the book seemed too lofty a read for me. I slogged through the whole book because I'm the kind of person, who once I commit to something, likes to see things through to the end. I came clean last night.

Ben was flabbergasted. I didn't like it?! Luckily, he didn't base our relationship on my liking that book (unlike 'The Bachelor,' on which he totally could have not selected me for a rose based on that fact...).

I've found a new way to walk to work. I've been walking that route to work for a few weeks, now, and I think it's faster. I just started walking that way home from work yesterday. Every street either has a stop sign or light with a cross walk, which, if timed correctly, I can walk through without a stop. Portland really is walker-friendly.

Today on my lunch walk, I went past a vintage clothing store that I found on Monday. After 3 days of it being closed (for lunch?) during my walk, it was open today. I didn't stop in, though, as I decided to do a quick walk rather than a long lunch and I didn't want to take the time. I will go in someday, though. It looks like a cool little store. They had a sign posted on their door today advertising a concert/private party (byob). I thought it was hilarious that they'd post a by-invitation-only party in a public place. Hey! Here's a party that you're not invited to. Just thought you should know...