Spring Time's Back
The blooming of cherry blossoms is always my favorite part of spring. They opened just in time for my sister's wedding this weekend - and the weather cooperated too. Overall, the wedding went well, but I am exhausted. My sister doesn't really "plan" things all that well, so the entire weekend was a whirl-wind run of me troubleshooting problems. I got to see some old friends, estranged family, and meet the new Greek in-laws. Our side of the family was all "peace out!" after dinner, and the Greeks stayed to shut the night down. It was pretty funny. But the entire fiasco reminded me why I agreed to marry partner, and we were able to get a couple moments where no one was asking us to do anything to enjoy each others' company. Plus, my nieces are super cute. The awkward conversations were the ones with people who had somehow heard I was pregnant but not heard that I'm not anymore. Luckily for me, I was too busy to get upset over it (and come to think of it, too busy to even take advantage of the open bar).
So yesterday I returned to my regularly scheduled life...and while there isn't a whole lot on my plate this week, it's all important stuff. Unfortunately, I'm so exhausted I don't even want to get started on it - I just want to go back to bed! Hopefully a shower and some caffeine will shake me from my apathy. To be honest, I'm still a little freaked out about last night's episode of House. Not sure who all watches it here, so if you don't want a spoiler, you should stop reading. It was a brilliantly written episode, and given that I follow spoilers and TV gossip like no other, I was surprised I hadn't heard anything about the major plot twist that occurred.
One of the main characters (House's intern Kutner) commits suicide - and it's not in a way you've ever seen suicide done on TV. It's sudden and unexpected, cold and painful. We've all been given the narrative where there's a clear cry for help and someone just doesn't listen (in order to teach us to listen better)...but to the characters, there was no such cry. If you think over the past few episodes, there were moments in retrospect that make sense as a potential cry for help, but it wasn't nearly pronounced enough to draw attention from the focus of the episode. The entire episode chronicles the staffs' attempts to make sense of his death, and their guilt for being unaware of his unhappiness. Several times, they commented that he always seemed just fine - that he had everything together - to the point that House denies that it is a suicide, claiming that he must have been murdered. Wilson confronts him about how not seeing the signs was taking a toll on House because he believes he is losing his edge to see complex mysteries and solve them prior to the crisis. It was jarring and emotionally disturbing, making you worry about anyone you've known who seems like they have all the pieces put together. It even made me worry about myself. Apparently, the next few episodes will continue to push boundaries, and if they are at all as haunting as this one, I'm in for more emotionally disturbing Mondays.
So yesterday I returned to my regularly scheduled life...and while there isn't a whole lot on my plate this week, it's all important stuff. Unfortunately, I'm so exhausted I don't even want to get started on it - I just want to go back to bed! Hopefully a shower and some caffeine will shake me from my apathy. To be honest, I'm still a little freaked out about last night's episode of House. Not sure who all watches it here, so if you don't want a spoiler, you should stop reading. It was a brilliantly written episode, and given that I follow spoilers and TV gossip like no other, I was surprised I hadn't heard anything about the major plot twist that occurred.
One of the main characters (House's intern Kutner) commits suicide - and it's not in a way you've ever seen suicide done on TV. It's sudden and unexpected, cold and painful. We've all been given the narrative where there's a clear cry for help and someone just doesn't listen (in order to teach us to listen better)...but to the characters, there was no such cry. If you think over the past few episodes, there were moments in retrospect that make sense as a potential cry for help, but it wasn't nearly pronounced enough to draw attention from the focus of the episode. The entire episode chronicles the staffs' attempts to make sense of his death, and their guilt for being unaware of his unhappiness. Several times, they commented that he always seemed just fine - that he had everything together - to the point that House denies that it is a suicide, claiming that he must have been murdered. Wilson confronts him about how not seeing the signs was taking a toll on House because he believes he is losing his edge to see complex mysteries and solve them prior to the crisis. It was jarring and emotionally disturbing, making you worry about anyone you've known who seems like they have all the pieces put together. It even made me worry about myself. Apparently, the next few episodes will continue to push boundaries, and if they are at all as haunting as this one, I'm in for more emotionally disturbing Mondays.