I shared my love of Downton Abbey with my work colleague,TW. She, in turn, offered me The Americans. I watched seasons one and two in January so I could get up to speed in time for season three. I am utterly and entirely hooked, in large part because I was born in the 60s, grew up outside Washington DC in the 70's and 80's, when there were five television stations. The Americans has managed to work in all the appropriate cultural features of the place and time, including this advertisement which was routinely featured on WTTG when I was growing up. You will also notice the soundtrack, cars and clothes in the Americans are just so, Most familiar is that feeling perfectly captured of living two lives, one the day to day routine, the other a desperate battle.
On the surface the main characters Elizabeth and Phillip are small business owners, trying to raise a family. They do a lot of laundry, another reason I love the show. Their other story as KGB agents secretly living as Americans, puts them in constant peril.
Today I am the working Mom, taking a day off, at home on early release day, so I can pick up Butter from swim practice and iMac from band, bake Apple Pie Breakfast cake, make dinner in the crockpot, do an extra load of laundry. I am waiting for Melanoma Man's report from Tampa, after today's brain MRI and neurosurgeon visit. Everything is fine right now. I try to be in the right now.I can't remember what I had planned today besides laundry and dinner. I don't know what to have for breakfast or lunch. The phone rings. It is Butter, not feeling up to swim practice today. Then rings again, it is Melanoma Man. MRI is running behind. It is 1:20 pm and his 11:45 am. MRI has not occurred yet. They send him away to go get lunch. Back from lunch they give him an estimated MRI time of 3 p.m. His appointment to review the MRI with neurosurgeon, Dr. Etame, is at 2:45. Looks like this is going to turn into an overnight trip possibly. He hasn't taken any of his medications with him. I am warding off a headache and trying not to throw up in anticipation of news good or bad which may or may not come today. Telling myself I can do this, good or bad, together or alone. I can do this.
On the surface the main characters Elizabeth and Phillip are small business owners, trying to raise a family. They do a lot of laundry, another reason I love the show. Their other story as KGB agents secretly living as Americans, puts them in constant peril.
Today I am the working Mom, taking a day off, at home on early release day, so I can pick up Butter from swim practice and iMac from band, bake Apple Pie Breakfast cake, make dinner in the crockpot, do an extra load of laundry. I am waiting for Melanoma Man's report from Tampa, after today's brain MRI and neurosurgeon visit. Everything is fine right now. I try to be in the right now.I can't remember what I had planned today besides laundry and dinner. I don't know what to have for breakfast or lunch. The phone rings. It is Butter, not feeling up to swim practice today. Then rings again, it is Melanoma Man. MRI is running behind. It is 1:20 pm and his 11:45 am. MRI has not occurred yet. They send him away to go get lunch. Back from lunch they give him an estimated MRI time of 3 p.m. His appointment to review the MRI with neurosurgeon, Dr. Etame, is at 2:45. Looks like this is going to turn into an overnight trip possibly. He hasn't taken any of his medications with him. I am warding off a headache and trying not to throw up in anticipation of news good or bad which may or may not come today. Telling myself I can do this, good or bad, together or alone. I can do this.
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