We awoke to a child screaming. A child who wants her bitty (blanket), but doesn't want it to touch her. A child who wants milk in a bottle, and not a sippy, even though she is no longer offered milk in a bottle. We continued in that vein, and in anticipation of a long neb treatment, I offered a bribe of Maisy videos.
One of the best things about no longer having cable, is that we got a digital antenna and now we get a station called The Cool TV. When I turned on the TV at 6:45am to start Maisy, The Cool TV popped up, and B and I stood transfixed in various states of undress in front of the video for "Tick Tock" by Ke$ha (Kay-dollar sign-huh). The baby screeched for Maisy and nipped at our legs, but it was as if we were in the thrall of Ke$ha and her bottle of Jack.
OMG-now it's 9:00pm and I am once again watching The Cool TV, and after a bunch of Stone Temple Pilot shit (it must be the 90s at 9:00) they are showing Natalie Imbruglio's video for "Torn." This video was in heavy rotation the last time that I had cable while MTV was still playing videos. It's quite possible that I watched this video many times while on my breaks from my job at the Starbucks around the corner and contemplating my first post-college break up, and it's possible that at that time I felt that the lyrics for "Torn" were a meaningful commentary on my life. But, now the songs over and that feeling is fading quickly.