March 11, 2014 by Katia
Happy let’s-pretend-it’s-spring, everyone!
So this happened last week.
In my defense, there was also a lot of that last week. OK, it was mostly that.
But I have arrived, gang. My Netflix addiction has been officially enabled and by none other than Netflix itself!
What that means is that you should look out for Netflix-related posts from me once a month. I’ll be hashtagging them #streamteam, because hi, nice to meet you, Netflix Stream Team here (that’s me extending my manicured hand).
You know how we overuse and abuse the word exciting to describe a variety of non-exciting items like job interviews for a mail clerk position, or somebody else’s vacation? So I’m about to use the word exciting for its original purpose, the same way our ancestors used it back when it meant exciting.
When I found an email in my blog’s mailbox from Netflix, I was all “I DO!!”
Then I read it and was still on board and, yes, totally excited.
Whenever I allowed myself to fantasize about mat leave #2 Netflix was always right there partaking in the fantasy, cozily wedging itself in between baby and me nestled on the red IKEA couch. And then mat leave #2 became reality and with it the much anticipated Netflix breaks.
Here’s a recap of some of the moments I’ve shared with Netflix in the last eighteen months.
1. Escaping the early breastfeeding cabbage-leaf-in-bra reality in favour of a far less scary or confusing one with Lost – Eerie number sequences? Smoke Monster? John Lock? Seasons 4-8? Meh. There’s a cabbage leaf in my bra and I put it there myself. How’s that for parallel universe meets NO WAY!?
2. Date nights with The Walking Dead – Soooo we have two kids under five.We don’t get out much. In our spare time we enjoy watching other zombies. Occasionally we fantasize about Shane’s unlikely comeback. Well, half of us do, anyway. #teamshane
3.Polar vortexing with Garfield and The Pink Panther – And sometimes it’s minus 25º for weeks on end and your kids are suffering from The Daycares – a nasty cough they can’t shake – and somebody needs to make food and it probably has to be you because they’re four and eighteen months old, so Darthvield (as Star Wars curious Four Year Old likes to call the lazy cat) babysits.
4. Catching up on being a member of society with Homeland, Orange is the New Black and Downton Abbey – Yes, I might be wearing yoga pants in non-exercisical contexts. I may never even be seen NOT wearing my yoga pants EVER again until I start working, but I can name drop and work Crazy Eyes and The Dowager into a conversation like anyone else.
5. Regressing with Pretty Little Liars – Wait a minute, this is so confusing, “A”? (see what I did there?) I remember watching shows like that and being all “OMG, why exactly are they shoving Mr. and Mrs. Walsh up my throat again?” and now I’m all like “hmmm, Sydney doesn’t look so bad for her age, A? She barely changed at all! Do I think she’s seeing someone for that? Do I need to see someone? OK, what’s up with the excessive parent screen time? OMG, am I supposed to be team parents or team kids? Who AM I???” #enterexistentialcrisis
This March break I will probably be watching Happy Feet II with Four Year Old. What’s your kid/grownup Netflix obsession?