This witty little article from the Clarion-Ledger in Mississippi recounts how the author and her sister, as an antidote to five ceaseless days of college football, curled up on the sofa and watched all six hours of Pride and Prejudice.
Instead of nachos and chili, we had mimosas and brunch. In lieu of recliners and remotes, we had a comfy sofa and shared a lap blanket. Rather than yell the team on, we kept quiet enough to catch their charming English accents, thinly veiled put-downs, deft verbal sparring and elliptical flirtations. We didn’t want to miss a single raised eyebrow or brooding stare.
Very funny. And hitting just a wee bit to close to home …