My heart is heavy today.
It's a sad, sad day in my household.
Well, it's a sad day to me - everyone else is business as usual.
A tragedy has occurred and the thought of it makes me reach for the comfort of chocolate.
My TiVo is gone.
I know, I'll pause while you catch your breath.
It's actually not gone. The box is still there. But the TiVo-ed shows are gone. Poof.
And if you know anything about me, I appreciate the fine art of TiVo more than any other human on this planet. Since my daily TV schedule rotates around Dora the Explorer, Yo Gabba Gabba, Barney, & The Wonderpets, and my nighttime schedule rotates around homework, dinner, bathtime, & various extracurricular activities, the TiVo is my window to the outside world. I never fret about missing an episode of America's Next Top Model...er...um...20/20 because I know the TiVo will be my rescuer. I can put the kids to bed and have a little brain dead time at the end of the day. It's wonderful.
I also re-watch shows a lot. I'm a compulsive re-watcher. I had (sniff) 30 episodes of REBA TiVo-ed, for crying out loud! (I know my friend, Annie, will appreciate the tragedy of lost REBAs.) There are several shows that I had on there that I will watch from time to time that are over a year old! I mean, what's a girl gonna do without February 13, 2007's Lifetime Movie of the Day? Or the 2006 Academy of Country Music Awards?
They're special to me, people.
I think I'm breaking out in hives.
The new TiVo (boo! hiss!) will be up and running today. But its little memory will be blank. Kaput. Nada. I will have to start over.
I might need a support group. And definitely significant amounts of chocolate.