The Battlestar Cluster****

I spent most of my 12 weeks home with Anna in our house, alternating between sleeping, feeding, changing diapers, catering to the dictator, and watching TV.

When pumping, I transitioned from watching every episode of LOST on my iPad to...you guessed it....writing a blog surfing the internet. I returned to my lady-cave every four hours or so, and therefore didn't shut the computer off.

Like ever.

So my husband asked me the other day about the electric bill. It was higher than usual, and he asked if I could take care of it. He carefully casually mentioned that maybe it was because the computer had been left on.

Uh, yeah.

And I've been home watching TV for three months. Hello?

When I had finished with LOST, he recommended I finally start watching Battlestar Galactica. I'm a big sci-fi fan, so I thought why the frell not?

Turns out you have to watch the mini-series first.

Which is about three hours long.

And starts off with a Cylon touching a newborn baby and it stops breathing.

WTF.

JUST what a rookie mom wants to watch at 9 PM before bedtime.

I'd say that earned him a good slap upside the head.