Friday, February 19, 2010
Simon brought the TV show M*A*S*H into our marriage. To me, it was just that boring old show that was always on when I wanted to be watching something cooler as a kid. Oh, how wrong I was. We proceeded to slowly collect all 11 seasons (we didn't have cable, so we had a TV-on-DVD bill every month instead). I was pregnant when we watched the episode where Radar leaves, and I sobbed and sobbed. Eleven seasons is a lot of TV, and we tried to spread it out...taking breaks to wait for seasons to be given as birthday gifts.....and to have a baby and deal with that adjustment. Then after about 2 years, we arrived at the last disk of the last season. That was eightish months ago, and we're frozen. We can't bring ourselves to finish the quest, and I wonder if we ever will. There's no guilt for me associated with this unfinished project....just sadness. And if we ever do watch the end, I bet we'll just start right over from the beginning.