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The Sunday Salon


It’s Sunday again! In September 2009, when I went on vacation to London by my lonesome, I got hooked on a British show called Who Do You Think You Are, a BBC show focusing on celebrities who explore their family history. Today I discovered that there’s an American version that recently aired its second season on NBC—so I’ve spent my day glued to my computer screen watching past episodes on hulu. I think the American version is much more interesting—first because I’ve actually heard of the celebrities featured (eg, Vanessa Williams, Tim McGraw), second because these celebrities’ stories are a reflection of larger, American history; and third because they travel to more exotic places. The first season is available on DVD and it’s at the top of my Netflix queue as we speak! I’d love to watch the episodes of the British version I haven’t seen…

Otherwise, it’s been a quiet kind of Sunday—went to the gym, grocery store, the usual Sunday afternoon of a spinster maid! I’m still trying to deal with a recent disappointment, but I’m doing better—until I was faced with it on Thursday. I went out to lunch with my coworker on Thursday and talked about it, so I ended up feeling better about it. I’m the kind of person who internalizes everything and makes mountains out of molehills, so it’s good to talk things out. At the time, though, I just felt as though I’d been punched in the stomach!

How was your week?

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Sheila (Bookjourney) said…
Your Sundays sound like mine... laundry... sweep, mop... lol...

I did not make it to the gym but I did play floor hockey tonight ;)
April 10, 2011 at 10:38 PM
Rose said…
we Brits used to have an advert (for landlines of all things) that said "It's good to talk" - and for all the inherent cheesiness, it is good to talk, especially if you know you're the kind of person to let things stew inside.
April 12, 2011 at 4:48 PM
joan.kyler said…
My husband and I love Who Do You Think You Are? I didn't know it was originally a BBC show. It does frustrate me that the celebrities get so much help searching for information. My brief experience doing that resulted in a lot of 'look in that book'.

It does help to talk to good friends about things that are troubling you. But you have to have the right sort of friends. I'm glad you found someone to share with.
April 13, 2011 at 8:02 AM
Alyce said…
I only got a chance to watch one of the episodes of the first season of the US version of Who Do You Think You Are (and now I have that Jar of Hearts song stuck in my head). I hadn't even thought about getting them from netflix, so I'm thankful for the reminder. :)
April 14, 2011 at 11:58 AM
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