He won’t tell you, so I will: My boyfriend loves Sex and the City.

13 11 2007

[Season 4, Episode 14 of Sex and the City playing in the background. I am at the computer, mindlessly checking my e-mail. Dennis is quite seriously watching the television. His facial expressions tell me he’s enjoying the episode, this one about how Carrie, Miranda, Samantha, and Charlotte go to a gay dance club and Carrie begins to understand how different she is from her fiance, Aidan. In addition, Charlotte has her house photographed for House and Garden Magazine, a very pregnant Miranda outs a co-worker, and Samantha finally admits to herself that she’s in love with Richard, her boss.)

Me: You should go running now if you want because otherwise you’ll get cranky at me.

Dennis: [watching Sex and the City]

Me: Den?

Dennis: [still watching Sex and the City] Yeah, Bean?

Me: I said if you want to go running, you really should go now because I don’t want you to get cranky with me later.

Dennis: [still watching Sex and the City] Oh. Yeah. I don’t know if I want to go.

Me: Okay. Well, I was just saying.

[Dennis returns to WATCHING SEX AND THE CITY. I return to typing away on the Internet. Some minutes pass. Dennis walks around the apartment and brings back his running shoes and socks. He puts them on while his eyes are glued to the screen. Carrie is talking with Stanford Blatch about the cute gay guy she’s having lunch with. Dennis takes his time before standing up to leave.]

Dennis: Bye, Bean. [lingering near the front door, still paying attention to the TV.]

Me: Okay, bye. Have fun!

Dennis: What time is it?

Me: 5:57.

Dennis: I’ll be right back.

Me: Okay.

[TV is still on. We hear Carrie say something sarcastic to Miranda.]

Dennis: Maybe it’s too late to go? What time does the sun set? [he looks longingly at the TV, his eyes following the action on the screen. I am barely something to be acknowledged.]

Me: Like in 45 minutes or something.

Dennis: I’ll be quick.

[Silence. He holds the door open and continues watching the TV screen. Carrie is now talking on the phone with Samantha. Samantha has just told Richard she loved him while on Ecstasy and she’s regretting it.]

Me: I can pause the DVD for you, you know–

Dennis: Okay!

Me: [biting my cheeks to keep from laughing.] Alright. We’ll pause it.

Dennis: Great!

Me: Enjoy your run, my love.


[door opens, 30 minutes later.]

Dennis: Hi! I’m back! Ready to watch? [Sits down on the couch, takes a long swig of water, and watches just as intently as he did before he put his sneakers on. Miranda, Charlotte, Carrie, and Samantha are watching a porn video and talking about dysfunctional relationships. It appears Dennis is taking notes.]




14 responses

13 11 2007

That’s awesome. You picked a good one.
: )

13 11 2007

It’s Ecstasy.


13 11 2007

Wait, that wasn’t very clear.

It’s Ecstasy not Ecstacy. Might be two ways to spell it actually, but I’m pretty sure it’s an S.


13 11 2007
Nilsa S.

Now that is hilarious! Sometimes I wonder whether guys date women merely so they have an excuse to watch all the shows we openly gab about at work, school, the bar, etc. She made me watch it! hahaha.

13 11 2007

Hahahaha, I loved this post.

My college roommate told me to never let wives watch sex and the city, or the L-word because they will turn into a lesbian… I doubt that’s what caused it for him.

13 11 2007
Tina (aka Mom)

Ha ha – does he know you’re writing this?

13 11 2007

Actually, he does know I’m writing this and here was his reaction:

“Gina,” he said, “You have got to write your blog more equally.”
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“First, you left my contribution completely out of one post and then you make fun of me in another.”
“What are you talking about?”
“In the one about teaching, I helped you come up with the idea,” he said. It’s true. We spent about an hour going over the ins and outs of that feudalism lesson.
“I know.”
“And in the one about Sex and the City, you made me watch a gay dance club episode and made fun of me.”
“But you were watching that episode, Dennis.”
“I’m going to start my own blog,” he said. “And it’s going to be called ‘The Other Side.’ And it’s going to be the whole truth since you only tell part of it.”
“Fine,” I said, “but it’s going to be riddled with grammatical mistakes.”
“Right,” he responded. “‘The Other Side,’ edited by Gina Coggio.”

13 11 2007
Isabella. T

Ms.C!!! Remeber I told you today that our book order was cancelled??? Well, yeah, a total lie. My dad tricked me. The books had came today!! My dad came back and with my books! WOHOOO NEW books for ME. All MINE for no one else to steal or ruin. Ohh the power…..hehehehehheehhehe
bye Ms.C
P.S Im soooo happy. You have no idea. My brother thinks i’m a freak because I love reading so much. Oh well.

13 11 2007

You shouldn’t be so mean to The Buddha, Ms. Coggio!
“It’s going to be riddled with grammatical mistakes” IS mean!
(because if I had left it at “you shouldn’t be so mean to The Buddha,” you would’ve said something like, “I never said anything mean!”)!
Seriously, even I wouldn’t say that to my boyfriend, and I’m a pretty evil girl. You big…English teacher!

And is he kidding about making a blog? Because that would be SO awesome.


13 11 2007
Tina (aka Mom)

I think so too, Sofy !

13 11 2007

Sofy, isn’t the title of your blog, “Tact is just not saying true stuff. I’ll pass”? Let’s just call me tactless. And for the record, I got that quote from YOU, my dear.

13 11 2007

(And Isabella….YAY for new books!!!!! Your dad is AWESOME!!!!! Tell him “Thank You” for me!!)

13 11 2007

Oh yeah [that’s a pause and a proud smile from me]. That’s such a great title. I still can’t believe I came up with something so awesome (do I say awesome too much? I think I say awesome too much). Well I’m sorry Cogg. I respect you and all of your tactlessness.

“And for the record, I got that quote from YOU, my dear.”
Huh? What quote? The tact is just not saying true stuff? I know you got it from me it’s in my blog. What? Am I being completely dense by not knowing what in the heck you’re talking about? I’m sorry, I’m all zombieish what with the not-being-able-to-sleep-because-teachers-are-evil-and-give-too-much-homework. But huh?

14 11 2007

Love Sex and The City…and so does the hubby and refuses to admit it. Haha..must be a guy thing.

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