Friday, March 2, 2012

Wherein Dewi and I Interpret the Sick-in-Bed Moaning Scene from When Harry Met Sally

If I had to describe the state in which my immune system has rendered me today, I'd say imagine that I am a pair of 10-year-old boy's jeans, the virus I have is a bad grass/mud stain, my immune system is a washing machine (an old one with an agitator) and my brain is the hand that just turned the machine setting to Heavy Duty and then pressed Start.

Thank heaven for fabric softener (aka ibuprofen). ;)

But enough whining; this post is about moaning.

So who remembers the scene in When Harry Met Sally when Harry is sick and calls Sally on the phone to moan? (Hint: They were watching Casablanca simultaneously from each other's own bed.)

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This could be my favorite scene in the whole movie (I know, weird), but until this morning, a few minutes after I took some pain medicine and moaned a little, I never really understood (or cared) why.

Now I do.

It's because in my romantic comedy fantasy, *I* want someone to listen to *me* moan when I've got a cold (or minor body ache, mosquito bite, etc.).

And by listen I mean really listen, with genuine, selfless, devoted concern (like I am the most important thing in the room).

Yes, that is why I love this scene so much. Because it just DOESN'T HAPPEN in real life.

Unless one of the characters in the scene happens to be one's dog.

Allow Dewi and me to demonstrate:

Me (to Dewi on the floor beside my chair): I'm definitely coming down with something. Probably a twenty-four hour tumor; they're going around.

In my movie, we watch Gunsmoke. :)

Dewi: You don't have a tumor.

Me: How do you know?

Dewi: If you're so worried, go see a doctor.

Me: No, he'll just tell me it's nothing.

Dewi: Will you be able to sleep?

Me: If not, I'll be OK.

Dewi: What will you do?

Me: I'll stay up and moan. Maybe I should practice now. [moans....]

Dewi: (Unlike in the movie when Sally cuts Harry off and says goodnight...) Okay, moan all you need to. I'll just be lying down here listening, not judging.

Me: Okay. [moans...and eventually, lights out]

[thinks about eating bacon]

And, wouldn't you know? I don't feel like moaning (or whining) anymore. (hehe)

Have a great weekend, everybody!

UPDATE! (because Red Dog Mom noticed Jon Farleigh was missing from the scene)

Please note that he was actually "directing" the action from the right side of my lap.
('Twas a real blitch to crop him out of the photos.)

You might also note that I decorate my house with piles of folded laundry. You should try it when you need an added pop of color. :)

P.S. Thanks for the well wishes, everyone.


  1. You're bound to feel better soon with Dr Dewi on the scene. Aren't they great--dogs give you a look that says--I love you no matter what. And they mean it!!

  2. Dogs are awesome, no doubt about it! (Plus, moaning really does make one feel better, I find.) Hope YOU feel better soon!

  3. Awww. Dewi's so awesome. Hope you're feeling better very soon.

  4. Interestingly, when I don't feel well MY dogs don't care. They still want to be fed, go outside, bark for no reason, etc. I notice JF is nowhere to be found in this post. Does that mean blood tells? Feel better soon.

  5. Awww baby, get well soon please. Missing your potty posts and comments.

    Dogs are the best. They don't all listen though. Nothing as disconcerting as a dog yawning in your face and walking off in the middle of a moan.

  6. Everybody needs a good moan once in awhile. Can't we always count on our dogs to be there for us and, sometimes, even moan with us? At least that's true of my little pack. Do hope you feel better soon!

  7. Hope you are feeling better. Lots of crud going around.

  8. I feel like I get to know your great, beautifully silly, sharp mind better with every post. Oh, and the dogs too. Hurray for Chronicles of Cardigan!!

    p.s. Love when Harry Met Sally.

  9. Thanks, everyone; I appreciate your well wishes. :) I guess I'll be okay. [moans] hee hee

    RDM and GLP - It does stink when not even the dog will listen. :) (Want to know a secret? Dewi wasn't really listening, either. I think he just wanted JF to get off the chair and play.)

    Speaking of JF, I updated the blog with one of my "cutting room floor" pictures. I'd hate for anyone to think of him as a less-than-caring dog. ;)

    Laurie - Thank you, my mind is blushing. :) But just so you know, the west wing (of my head) is closed to visitors. Some things are just better left a mystery!

  10. You are very blessed to have such sympathetic canines. And remember, laughter boosts the immune system so I'm sure Dewi and JE will have you back on your feet in no time.

    Hope you're perky again soon.

  11. I find folded laundry to be the perfect accessory for any room... though I often find a basket of unfolded laundry works too...

    Hope you feel better soon!

  12. LOL! I really enjoyed reading this one. I'll have to try to add my own pop of color to my pictures. :)

    Seriously though. I get the moaning thing too. I have no doubt the next time I feel sick I will be thinking of this exchange and laughing my ass off. Thank God for your wit and humor!


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