The Olympics vs. Elmo
Oh, the Summer Olympics! How I love them. The swimming, gymnastics, track–I just can’t get enough! In my greed to consume as much Olympic programming on television as humanly possible, my dvr has been on overdrive trying to record and keep up with my thirst for athleticism.
One of the downsides of recording 96 hours of the Olympics is that it leaves little room on the dvr hard drive for anything else. Shows that I normally record weekly have been canceled to make room for doubles ping pong and judo. This seemed like a fantastic idea until I realized one major flaw.
On Friday morning Ryan woke up at 3 am–he was sick. He was coughing, crying and running a fever. As the day progressed (boy was that a long day!) the poor little guy didn’t know what to do with himself. He was snotty, tired and whiney. All he wanted was Elmo.
Over and over again, he asked to see Elmo. Elmo toys wouldn’t do it. Singing the Elmo theme song to him in my pseudo-Elmo voice didn’t calm him down. He wanted to WATCH Elmo.
Normally we would have and entire week’s worth of Sesame Street episodes saved on the dvr. So I took him upstairs to the tv room, hoping that some Elmo would do the trick. I sat him on a bean bag, turned on the tv and hit the dvr button to see the menu of episodes recorded. And what did I see?
10 different Olympic programs recorded and only one episode of Sesame Street. And it was the one that he had just watched that morning. Damn it!!!
In my Olympics recording greed I had somehow shot myself in the foot. I’ve paid dearly for my gluttony–by watching the same damn episode of Sesame Street at least 27 times since Friday. Lesson on overindulgence learned, moral noted. 