Monday, December 05, 2005

Desperate intervention

Honey, darling, light of my life, please don’t take this the wrong way. We’re here because we love you very much, and we only want to see you get better.

You see. We think you have a problem.

You are a great mother and supermodel wife. Any husband and daughter would be lucky to be part of your family. But your one little vice is starting to get out of hand.

For a while, it was easy to ignore. You kept it under control for nearly two seasons. But as with most addictions, sooner or later the vice begins to take control and we lose more and more of the beautiful person that we know and love.

Over the last couple of weeks, it’s become more and more apparent when you need your “fix”. When Sunday afternoon rolls around, you start to become irritable, even grouchy when your loved ones ask for your attention. As the evening wears on, the irritability turns to abject apathy. You lose focus on those around you as your mind fixes solely on the anticipation of next dose at 8 p.m.

And then, when it starts, and you begin to consume the televised narcotic that is , it’s as if your family doesn’t exist anymore.

So please, we’ve planned this intervention in an effort to encourage you to get some help. We want you the way you were. We know we can be happy on Sunday evenings again. I'm willing to do whatever it takes and be with you every step of the way.

Wait a minute... the game is back on.

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  1. Well, ya know what they say...if ya can't beat 'em, join 'em! Oh wait...I should take that advice

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