If my husband watches Kill Bill (either volume) one more time, I'm switching all the tv's in this house back to rear projection, concave screen, non HD televisions.

We have become way too fond of lying around watching television. We could be honing our skills. Or determining whether or not we have any skills that may need honing. We could be learning another language, taking Zumba lessons, volunteering at the local Senior Living Center. But we aren't. We are draped over our furniture and watching the same movies and shows over and over. Not even a new season series. Not a newly released movie. Not in this house.

In this house, the torture is sports or the same movies. The same tv shows. Different night. And for god's sake, the same oldies radio station that plays "Crazy Train" at 8 on the dot every morning. Couch potato? Our asses have become one with the fabric of the sofa.