We had hoped we'd be able to get over to L.A. in the next few months to see Craig taping while he's still doing the show, but with all the cash flow problems we've had to face the last few weeks, it's growing less and less likely, and I'm feeling like the spoiled bratty child I am that this possibility is being taken away from me, when we had the plans right there in hand and even thought about a day at Disneyland. *sigh* Well, maybe.
Trauma and excitement filled the last few days -- as we were getting ready to go to bed Thursday night, we got a call from Barb's mom: she'd taken a fall, and could we come over? Of course. We jumped in the car and went over--and I was more than halfway there before the adrenaline eased and I realized I'd had three glasses of wine and PROBABLY shouldn't have been driving, but I was okay and we got there and got the paramedics called. She'd broken some bones in her hand and hit her nose, so it definitely looked much worse than it was (noses do bleed a lot), but the paramedics got her loaded up and we followed to the ER and proceeded to wait.
Mom's fine, but we have to keep an eye on her (and help her, since she only has one hand at the moment), so she'll be spending days with us, and Barb will stay with her at her place at night since we don't have a guest room for her to sleep in. It never rains but it pours (except here in Phoenix, where it never rains).
Now, everyone who knows me knows I am extremely forgiving of television shows, and will watch bad ones or good ones gone bad well after everyone else has given up on them. Many times I'll stick with a sitcom even if it's completely lame or downright stupid. But sometimes I don't like 'em, for whatever reason, and even then I'll still give them a chance to see if maybe I missed seeing something the first few times. Past examples include King of Queens and Everybody Loves Raymond, neither of which I could ever get into; current ones include Neighbors and The Millers, and, just recently, The Goldbergs. I honestly tried. I watched it several times. Then the other night, I tried again, because it happened to be on between two other shows I was watching. And when it once again left me cold, I tweeted:
I never seem to get it when a show is all critically acclaimed. I'm trying "the Goldbergs" AGAIN, and it still sucks.
I didn't think much of it, just a passing tweet. But it got a response:
Erica Goldberg @TheRealEricaG Jun 25
@Wildrider51 The good news is everyone in the actual real Goldberg family agrees 100% that everything about YOU sucks.
Wha...? Apparently, the actual supposedly adult daughter of the family the show is based on appears to troll for mentions of her family name and then leaps upon people who pass careless judgement. (Apparently not knowing the difference between judging the art rather than the artist. I never said anything about her real family, just the television show.) I didn't respond to her directly, but tweeted:
Gosh, sure is nice to know it's okay to have an opinion about a TV show.
And got this back:
Erica Goldberg @TheRealEricaG Jun 26
@Wildrider51 It's not just a tv show. It's about our real family. You publicly offer your dumb opinion, I'll publicly call you an idiot.
I resisted the urge to comment about placing one's real life on display for people to HAVE dumb opinions of, but decided not to say anything further. But ye gods, it's supposed to be a fictionalized sitcom BASED ON their real lives, and frankly, well, it sucks. At least, I don't get it, and I think it's a waste of George Segal's talent. But I guess that's just me. :P (For anyone who's never seen it, it's basically "The Wonder Years" set in the 80's, with a pretty standard sitcom family--if it's that real, it was a pretty stereotypical life.)
I do like the 80's fashions and music, though.
Been doing a lot of hosting this the last few days, too: