We're off to Fenwick for the weekend, featured on the list of places I probably never would've experienced if not for the man I married. It's peaceful and New England and oh so Waspy, and it's truly gorgeous. Katherine Hepburn's former home is just a few houses away. Take a peek at Katherine Hepburn's Fenwick and Kate's Hometown to get a sense of the prettiness that awaits us tonight.
We're getting back Sunday just in time for the Emmys, which I confess was by design. I don't have a single memory of watching the Emmys in years past, but I can't wait for the awards on Sunday. The quality of television has improved so dramatically in recent years. Television is smarter and edgier and more real than ever before. And by "real" I'm not referencing the scourge of brainlessness known as "reality television," which when not in talent-based competition form I detest like nothing else (and even then am pretty picky). I'm talking scripts and performances and production value here. But in years past, tuning in for awards of "Everybody Loves Raymond" and Season 53 of "ER?" No thanks. But this Sunday, diving into the goodness that was this year's "Modern Family," "Glee," "Dexter," "30 Rock," "Mad Men," and, scarily for me, so many more. I can't even imagine who'll take home Best Comedy and Best Drama ... it's more than I can take!
Honestly, so much good tv makes me nervous. I hate feeling tied to the tube, but I know there are more good series out there I'm not watching. I loved the first season of "United States of Tara," but haven't caught up with it since. And everyone who watches "Breaking Bad" raves about it - plus, it's filmed in my beloved ABQ. Also, I need to get sick and Netflix the entire series of "Damages" so I can know what everyone's talking about. And can we discuss the new Buscemi drama on HBO? Ahhhh!
See, I'm getting nervous just talking about what I'm not watching. But first: family contentment in Fenwick.
Have a happy weekend, everyone!