Adventures in doing nothing
This past weekend was a big deal in Eureka Springs, with the super-popular St. Patty’s Day Parade rolling through downtown. I heard it was the busiest weekend we’ve had in a while. People filled Basin Spring Park, the sidewalk and all the balconies that line Spring Street. It was surely a sight to behold.
I wouldn’t know any of that from personal experience, though. See, I had much more important things to do that day. I upgraded our Hulu account to Hulu Live TV on Friday, and I had only one week before the free trial was up. If you know me, you know I’m not the kind of person to spend money extraneously. I drove around with a broken radio in my car for nearly two years. I know a thing or two about stretching dollars; taking advantage of free trials is one of the many ways my husband and I live above our means, even if it’s only for a week at a time.
Now, I advise never signing up for a free trial unless you have a reason to. You’ve got to have a goal in mind when you have such little time to use a service. In this case, my goal was to completely catch up on Sister Wives. The show has been airing on TLC since 2010 and I have been keeping up with it since 2010. I guess you’d call me a fan, or at least morbidly curious.
There are few things I love more than watching that dysfunctional polygamist family decide where to live, which ill-advised business to pursue and how to keep ratings steady while being pretty stinkin’ boring. The husband Kody starts each episode by saying, “Love should be multiplied, not divided,” as if he’s not dividing his time among four women and their children. I sound critical, but I actually find the family extremely endearing with the exception of Kody and whatever he’s decided to do with his hair lately.
So I hunkered down with Gideon and the kitties and started with season one, when Kody brought his fourth wife into the mix. Her name is Robyn but snarky fans call her “Sobyn” because she cries constantly. She’s had problems with all the wives except Janelle, who probably stopped caring about that kind of thing at birth. Janelle is the best. I skipped a few seasons I had already seen and eventually found myself on season 13, completely caught up on the show. I even watched the latest episode live on Sunday night. Now that’s what I call living large.
In the interim, Gideon and I played this PC game that’s set up like a horror movie. Four survivors do their best to evade and escape from a deranged killer. We play as survivors and share the duties. Gideon calls himself “mouse man” and I am “keyboard star.” We rarely escape but it’s so much fun to try.
Then on Sunday, we visited with a dear friend at noon (a visit we look forward to every Sunday) and headed to the river to celebrate our late friend Melody’s birthday. We reminisced with her family over tacos, veggies and carrot cake. I was afraid it would be a tough day, but it wasn’t so bad after all. As we sat by the river –– Melody’s favorite place in the whole world beside being on horseback –– I had an epiphany.
It doesn’t matter how you spend your time but rather who you spend your time with. I wish Melody could still be here, but I know she’d be happy to see everyone she loved spending time together. I know she’d be happy, and that makes me happy.
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Samantha Jones is associate editor for Carroll County Newspapers. Her email address is Citizen.Editor.Eureka@gmail.com