One of the upsides of being poor is the absence of television. Last year as a Jesuit Volunteer (cough, Phoenix blog, cough), we didn't get many channels on our converter box, although we spent a considerable amount of time becoming addicted to trashy dramas like Without a Trace and Criminal Minds on Ion television. Positively entertaining.
This year, our pickings are even slimmer. Ryan and I attempted to hook up the television to the wall jack, but we managed to only pick-up channels in Espanol.
Thank lord for streaming Netflix. Since moving to San Diego, Ryan and I have conquered Arrested Development and 30 Rock. Our latest obsession is How I Met Your Mother. I highly recommend it, if you have the means. Despite it being a clear rip-off of Friends, it's a clever show.
We've crushed 5 seasons of HIMYM and we're well into Season 6. Last night we watched an episode called "Last Words" that aired in January 2011.
For the most part, HIMYM is a light-hearted -- and rather raunchy -- comedy.
"Last Words" was the first episode that's touched on a dramatic topic. In the episode, the father of Marshall, one of the main characters, suddenly passes away from a heart attack. This alone makes for an emotional episode, but as part of the father's funeral, the family decides they want to all contribute to his eulogy by describing the last words their father shared with them individually.
Every family member has a profound, tear-jerking story. Marshall's father taught one of his grandkids how to ice skate. Marshall's father told his wife that he loved her and thought she was beautiful.
And poor Marshall is left with his dad's last words of, "Marshall, watch Crocodile Dundee 3" and a mysterious voicemail that Marshall is too nervous to listen to.
Without giving away the ending, I have to say that it was a touching episode that quite literally makes you think of the last words you exchanged with everyone you love.
As I sat there thinking of my parents, family and close friends, I was sad to realize that I couldn't remember my last words to any of them. It wasn't that my words were a disappointment -- instead, it was a disappointment that they didn't stand out, that I couldn't remember.
So... I realize that this is a Happiness Blog, so I can't sit here and cry over a sappy HIMYM episode. So I'll end it at this. At the end of the episode, it was too late in the night to call everyone I needed to. So my family (including my mother) woke up to "I love you" texts.
Yes, I realize that it's lame and more than a little cheesy. But, hey, life is really short. Let your loved ones know what you mean to them. Happiness is nothing without having anyone to share it with. And I'm incredibly thankful to have so many people who not only make me happy, but who share in my happiness.
And to you, dear Readers, I leave you with these last words, compliments of Marshall.
"I really, really, really love you guys. I'm going to go drop a deuce."
For the most part, HIMYM is a light-hearted -- and rather raunchy -- comedy.
"Last Words" was the first episode that's touched on a dramatic topic. In the episode, the father of Marshall, one of the main characters, suddenly passes away from a heart attack. This alone makes for an emotional episode, but as part of the father's funeral, the family decides they want to all contribute to his eulogy by describing the last words their father shared with them individually.
Every family member has a profound, tear-jerking story. Marshall's father taught one of his grandkids how to ice skate. Marshall's father told his wife that he loved her and thought she was beautiful.
And poor Marshall is left with his dad's last words of, "Marshall, watch Crocodile Dundee 3" and a mysterious voicemail that Marshall is too nervous to listen to.
Without giving away the ending, I have to say that it was a touching episode that quite literally makes you think of the last words you exchanged with everyone you love.
As I sat there thinking of my parents, family and close friends, I was sad to realize that I couldn't remember my last words to any of them. It wasn't that my words were a disappointment -- instead, it was a disappointment that they didn't stand out, that I couldn't remember.
So... I realize that this is a Happiness Blog, so I can't sit here and cry over a sappy HIMYM episode. So I'll end it at this. At the end of the episode, it was too late in the night to call everyone I needed to. So my family (including my mother) woke up to "I love you" texts.
Yes, I realize that it's lame and more than a little cheesy. But, hey, life is really short. Let your loved ones know what you mean to them. Happiness is nothing without having anyone to share it with. And I'm incredibly thankful to have so many people who not only make me happy, but who share in my happiness.
And to you, dear Readers, I leave you with these last words, compliments of Marshall.
"I really, really, really love you guys. I'm going to go drop a deuce."
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