Back when we were dating we started a list of the movies we wanted to see to help keep us from forgetting to watch them. We had a list of ones we both wanted to see and ones we wanted to see separately (we have slightly different tastes in movies). We also listed movies we thought the other needed to see. Brett’s list for me says:
Movies Brett thinks Lisa should see over and over and over
– Groundhog Day
Since I think Groundhog Day is one of those holidays that should be celebrated by more than just weathermen and second graders, I acquiesced. Each year we watch Groundhog Day and I make groundhogs in a blanket (hot dogs wrapped in dinner rolls) for dinner (because I like having specific foods for different holidays).
This year Groundhog Day is the same day as the Super Bowl. And we have a LOT of foods we celebrate the best commercials of the year with. So we decided to move Groundhog Day to today. Tomorrow is Chinese New Year so that dinner is covered already.
It wasn’t my favorite movie before, it still isn’t. But I’ve referenced it a lot lately. Brett asks me how I’m feeling and I tell him I feel like I’m living in Groundhog Day.
I go to bed.
I wake up in the middle of the night and nurse Iddo.
I wake up in the early morning and nurse Iddo.
I shower.
I nurse Iddo.
I play with Iddo.
I get Iddo to take a nap.
I nurse Iddo.
I play with Iddo.
I get Iddo to take a nap.
I nurse Iddo.
Brett plays with Iddo.
I get Iddo’s bath ready.
I nurse Iddo.
I put Iddo to bed.
I go to bed.
I wake up in the middle of the night…
Wait a second. Didn’t I just do that?
At least I can take comfort that it feels more like I’m learning to play the piano and changing the tires on old ladies’ cars rather than driving off a cliff with a stolen groundhog riding shot gun.
And I understand that before I know it, before I can blink, I’m going to wake up and it’ll be February 3rd.
There ain’t no hill or mountain we can’t climb.
I got you babe.
I am an educator and PhD. I quilt, belly dance, run, read, and try to grow things. I am a Mormon. I am infertile. I am a daughter, sister, aunt, grand-daughter, friend, wife, and mom.
Brett L. Dennis
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AmandaStretch
It sounds like you’re living the same two hours over and over and over, not the same day. You’re right about Feb. 3 of course.
By the way, since we’re celebrating Groundhog Day today but the actual holiday isn’t until Sunday, does that mean we get four Groundhog Days in a row? It *is* my favorite movie, but that’s a little troubling.
:brett:
The sun comes up and the sun goes down — talk about routine.
Way too soon Iddo will be all grown up and you will be a Grandma. Then you can relive it all through her eyes. 🙂