I did not watch the Teen Choice Awards on Nickelodeon. Instead, I locked myself in my bedroom to catch the season premiere of Breaking Bad. Holy s***! I thought I was going to have a heart attack. It did not disappoint. I won’t spoil it for those of you who had to DVR because your kid wanted to play with trains. I will, however, lay out my prediction. I think Jesse is going to kill Walter in the final episode to save Hank.
I almost missed tonight’s episode. My daughter refused to admit she was tired. It was 8:57 p.m. and she struggled to keep her big blue eyes open while I sang, “You Are My Sunshine.” I usually get pretty emotional singing that particular song, rocking my daughter to sleep. I can’t explain it. It’s the same reason we cry when an old woman climbs up a ladder, crawls on the floor and sings, “I’ll love you forever. I will like you for always. As long as I’m living my baby you’ll be.” We should be thinking I would kill my mother-in-law if she broke into my house, but we get it. If you are asking yourself, What the hell is she talking about? An episode of Law & Order? No, it’s a book. Google it. Anyway, I usually get choked up, but I only had three minutes until the premiere. I will admit, I was grinding my teeth thinking Go to sleep now damn it! She drifted off to dreamland at 8:59. It was an answered prayer. I have had a hell of a week with fighting, whining, complaining, etc. I think I would have had a meltdown if I couldn’t watch this show.
Like I said, I didn’t watch the Teen Choice Awards (We recorded it), but I just read about this acceptance speech by Glee’s Lea Michele. It broke my heart.