It’s been a bit of a busy one.
I’m trying to fix our lawn after killing most of it. It turns out leaves take a lot longer to decompose than I thought. AND YOU CAN'T JUST LEAVE THEM ON THE GRASS. Why are they even called "leaves"?!?
Oh, why didn’t the Friends™ writers include an episode on gardening! Honestly, how am I supposed to learn all these adult things if the show that’s, supposedly, about “adulting” doesn’t teach me!
It’s really been stressing me out. Things got so bad it took me five hours at work to realise I’d only spoke about that and hadn’t even mentioned becoming an uncle. Always good to have your priorities straight… I suppose one of the positives of a child compared to a lawn is it mostly grows of its own accord.
Certainly in Ross’s case the kid seems to need a lot less maintenance than a garden.
“The One Where I Accidentally Do Ramadan”
Yep, Ben is back for the first time in forever. No doubt heralded by the arrival of my own Ben Number One. He’s not a big feature, mostly appearing to set-up Emily showing Susan round London. And Ross’s ensuing jealousy and paranoia.
Isn’t it great when your ex-wife’s lesbian lover goes on holiday with your new partner? We’ve all been there. This is the sort of everyday relatable storyline we’ve come to love. Rachel will be accidentally getting her boobs out in front of Josh’s parents next…
I’m trying to fix our lawn after killing most of it. It turns out leaves take a lot longer to decompose than I thought. AND YOU CAN'T JUST LEAVE THEM ON THE GRASS. Why are they even called "leaves"?!?
Oh, why didn’t the Friends™ writers include an episode on gardening! Honestly, how am I supposed to learn all these adult things if the show that’s, supposedly, about “adulting” doesn’t teach me!
It’s really been stressing me out. Things got so bad it took me five hours at work to realise I’d only spoke about that and hadn’t even mentioned becoming an uncle. Always good to have your priorities straight… I suppose one of the positives of a child compared to a lawn is it mostly grows of its own accord.
Certainly in Ross’s case the kid seems to need a lot less maintenance than a garden.
“The One Where I Accidentally Do Ramadan”
Yep, Ben is back for the first time in forever. No doubt heralded by the arrival of my own Ben Number One. He’s not a big feature, mostly appearing to set-up Emily showing Susan round London. And Ross’s ensuing jealousy and paranoia.
Isn’t it great when your ex-wife’s lesbian lover goes on holiday with your new partner? We’ve all been there. This is the sort of everyday relatable storyline we’ve come to love. Rachel will be accidentally getting her boobs out in front of Josh’s parents next…
Spoke too soon.
I think this storyline is finally growing on me. Rachel cooking for Josh for the first time reminds me of when my wife and I started dating. Although, unlike Rachel, I didn’t cheat by getting my friend to cook for me.
But I think all involved wish I had.
It was back when I lived at mum’s house the first time after university. My wife often reminds me of mum opening the door for her and exclaiming “I’m not letting him cook for you here again!”
I thought all the effort, mess, and arguments with my mother would be worth it. But it turned out my choice of what was essentially a pancake with noodles in it went down about as well as a… well, a noodle pancake.
Luckily for Rachel, “her” meal is a big hit! Until they have to upend the whole date to Josh’s parents when he’s freaked out by the chick and duck.
Farmyard birds is a pretty interesting phobia to have, if I’m honest it makes Ross’s fear of Susan stealing his woman again seem pretty reasonable.
But people do have these weird fears! I was reminded recently that David the Science Guy has an irrational fear of exposed corners. I’ve never noticed it being particularly debilitating but his wife now routinely covers potentially troublesome corners with napkins. What some might call sweet, I consider enabling.
But the Chick and Duck aren't the real scary thing in this episode... *shudder*
Real Live Sitcom Moment:
I am feeling a lot better about the garden now. If it grows it grows. Let it be. Que Sera Sera. Hakuna Matata, C’est La Vie, Zig-a Zig ah. Etc.
It’s been helped by a little holiday to Morocco. It’s been a location goal for us for a while so it was nice to finally make it! Less nice was whichever meal it was that gave me horrendous shits.
This meant me having to delve much deeper into the culture than I intended, joining in with Ramadan fasting for a few days whilst I recuperated. I’m not sure how I feel about Friends™ influencing my life being extended to just anywhere I go having an impact. What if I go to Barcelona and get randomly attacked by a bull? Go to Berlin and get split in two? Go to Israel and be forced to take part in the Eurovision™ song contest?
The worst thing about my dodgy stomach is it interfered with the Friends™ gods wishes from last time! No giant Toblerone™ for me…
I think this storyline is finally growing on me. Rachel cooking for Josh for the first time reminds me of when my wife and I started dating. Although, unlike Rachel, I didn’t cheat by getting my friend to cook for me.
But I think all involved wish I had.
It was back when I lived at mum’s house the first time after university. My wife often reminds me of mum opening the door for her and exclaiming “I’m not letting him cook for you here again!”
I thought all the effort, mess, and arguments with my mother would be worth it. But it turned out my choice of what was essentially a pancake with noodles in it went down about as well as a… well, a noodle pancake.
Luckily for Rachel, “her” meal is a big hit! Until they have to upend the whole date to Josh’s parents when he’s freaked out by the chick and duck.
Farmyard birds is a pretty interesting phobia to have, if I’m honest it makes Ross’s fear of Susan stealing his woman again seem pretty reasonable.
But people do have these weird fears! I was reminded recently that David the Science Guy has an irrational fear of exposed corners. I’ve never noticed it being particularly debilitating but his wife now routinely covers potentially troublesome corners with napkins. What some might call sweet, I consider enabling.
But the Chick and Duck aren't the real scary thing in this episode... *shudder*
Real Live Sitcom Moment:
I am feeling a lot better about the garden now. If it grows it grows. Let it be. Que Sera Sera. Hakuna Matata, C’est La Vie, Zig-a Zig ah. Etc.
It’s been helped by a little holiday to Morocco. It’s been a location goal for us for a while so it was nice to finally make it! Less nice was whichever meal it was that gave me horrendous shits.
This meant me having to delve much deeper into the culture than I intended, joining in with Ramadan fasting for a few days whilst I recuperated. I’m not sure how I feel about Friends™ influencing my life being extended to just anywhere I go having an impact. What if I go to Barcelona and get randomly attacked by a bull? Go to Berlin and get split in two? Go to Israel and be forced to take part in the Eurovision™ song contest?
The worst thing about my dodgy stomach is it interfered with the Friends™ gods wishes from last time! No giant Toblerone™ for me…
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