Confessions of a Maddict

Well, the Man is away for work again , so it was a really good thing that there was something for me to look forward to on the weekend.

I haven't been the biggest fan of Saturday Night Live during the last few years (primarily because I can barely keep my eyes open past 11 PM anymore these days). However, I have recently been drawn, like millions of others, to the bang-on impersonations by Tina Fey of the ubiquitous Sarah Palin.

So imagine my excitement when I noticed that Jon Hamm, the number one man on my favourite new TV series, was to host this past Saturday's episode. With a bonus -- COLDPLAY was the musical guest.

Made the weekend an event. Oh I know, I really need to get a life.

Here is my favourite part of the show, and for those of you who do not watch Mad Men on a regular basis, I think you'll still enjoy it.


Methinks that performing this skit with Jon/Don probably sent Amy Poehler into labour.

Coldplay's performance didn't really blow me away; I think Chris Martin's frenetic performance and lack of continual contact with the mike didn't help. They may be more suited to larger venues these days. Still, it was a treat to see them 'live'.

But you know what nearly sent me over the edge? Last night was the finale of the second season of Mad Men. And was it ever a fully loaded episode. There's the backdrop of the Cuban Missile Crisis; a company merger; confessions; unwanted pregnancy; continued marital woes; one night stands ... and just when I thought it was all over for our philandering protagonist's marriage, he goes and writes his estranged wife a love letter. Here is an excerpt:

" I understand why you want to go on without me, and I know you won't be alone for very long. But, without you, I'll be alone forever. I love you, Don."

Oh. My. God.

Swoon... these writers, boy they've got marketers pegged.

Hey, I'm married to a marketer! Hmmmm.

I cannot WAIT for Season Three to begin.

Thursday Thirteen - Coupledom

"So, let's talk about what we're going to talk about...."

Believe it or not, I used to ask my husband this when we were just DATING. And it used to just bug him to no end.

It's inevitable that couples have the odd "I'm bored" phase when you've been together a while. I used to fret about that. So every so often I would ask him a really stupid question out of left field, like "hey, do you like frozen vegetables?" as if we'd just met. Only this was after we'd been together for 5 years. I'm certifiable, I know.

So in anticipation of the upcoming anniversary "couple time" weekend, I thought I'd stir up the pot a bit.

"What do you mean, what are we going to talk about? You're nuts!" he replied with a smile in his voice.

Why do some couples just work? Couples who on paper or at face-value should just not gel? I'm the quieter, introverted, half-glass empty, anal-retentive geeky ying to his social, optimistic, laissez-faire confident yang.

Here is a list of 13 reasons why I think we work as a couple:

1/ We have similar taste in music.
2/ He buys me Mojito mix and Pomtinis. I buy him beer and Grey Goose. Really, the alcohol doesn't hurt.
3/ We have a similar demented sense of humour. We can make each other laugh until we cry. And often no one else gets it.
4/ He puts up with my OCD tendencies. I let him live even if he puts the butter in the wrong compartment in the fridge.
5/ He's the good cop - I'm the bad cop. The kids still love us.
6/ I'm the firstborn; he's the baby.
7/ I like fair-haired pale-skin guys.
8/ He's got a thing for Asian women (well, since he met me)
9/ We know if we're arguing, we're hungry. We eat to settle disputes.
10/ He loses his keys, sunglasses, cellphone; I find them.
11/ I'm a packrat; he's a purger ... but then I check his purge pile and just re-pack it.
12/ We like each other. A lot.
13/...which is, I think, a separate entity from the love thing. We're lucky, we've got that too. We just have to keep reminding ourselves of that.