Mattress Zen with Jen

Hi! I’m dressed in clothes! Also, it’s Tuesday. Taco Tuesday. Trivia Tuesday. Or, and hear me out on this thing I’m trying to launch, Trance Tuesday. I like Trance Tuesday because I usually find myself coming out of a trance while lying on my bed staring out the window, and I have no idea how much time has passed. But we’ll talk about that later, even though later it won’t be Tuesday, but as we’ve already established, time is basically meaningless.

Yesterday, I decided to try a three-day cleanse. The goal in this cleanse is to only consume protein drinks or soups/broths , which means only protein drinks, because I’m just not going to ever be a soup girl. No soup, no problem, is my motto.

So this is Day Two, and Day One went surprisingly well, because I was still so ridiculously full from Easter Food Massacre 2K20 that I didn’t really get hungry. Today, though, I’m hungry. What I have going for me is that the idea of preparing and eating food seems like a lot of work.

What I have going against me is that I made a dark chocolate cake yesterday with chocolate buttercream frosting, and it’s real easy to just grab the whole cake and a fork. But non-cake-smash goals are also important, plus I’ve already proven to myself a whole, whole bunch of times that I can single-handedly destroy a cake (AKA “sheetcaking) so I’m gonna try sticking with this cleanse goal, which I have definitely, definitely never previously achieved.

The interesting thing in this down time is that my body has virtually (and actually) stopped moving, but my mind is definitely alive. I’m not only catching up on movies, but watching movies I never intended to watch. (Have you heard about this cat Ernest Borgnine, by the way? Whilst pushing my way through FROM HERE TO ETERNITY yesterday – and holy cow is THAT about so much more than that iconic beach make-out scene – Ernie B. was a standout for me. After that was over, Amazon was like, “I dunno, how’s about we watch MARTY next? Ernest Borgnine plays Marty, a butcher looking for love, and he won an Oscar, and…” and then I was like, “Say no more. Unless the “more” is ‘more Borgnine’ amirite?” Anyway, MARTY was great, and Italian mother stereotypes definitely skew toward bein’ big ol’ jerks.)

The unintentional side effect of this insane amount of movie watching (I’ve watched 45 movies this month, for real) is that I’ve taken in a lot of little movie facts, which takes us back to this being Tuesday. Tuesday used to be our weekly Alamo “Trivia Tuesday in The Backlot.” While I love trivia, I’m also terrible at trivia, and so I didn’t participate in the weekly preparation beyond checking in on our hosts, staying ahead of the month’s bonus round topics, and just making sure the event happened every week. I had other stuff happening, and the research involved felt like a lot.

And then the world slowed to a halt, and my sister, who works for a retirement community, asked me if I would be interested in presenting a one-time virtual trivia for the communities on Zoom. I adapted our slide show, and in so doing realized that the images made it not possible for me, in my absolute non-graphic-design talent base, to change it to read Trivia Thursday. Oh well, I figured, it’s just one time, we’ll call it Trivia Tuesday on Thursday.

And then they asked me if I could do it weekly, so long story short, Trivia Tuesday on Thursday was born. After I bumped up my classic movie watching in preparation, the residents requested that I branch out into sports, books, and the Bible this week, so the next unintentional side effect is that I know a whole, whole lot more about all of the baseball strikes and lockouts over the years, and a tiny, tiny bit more about the Bible. We’ll see how it all shakes out.

The point is, today’s movie recommendation is EX MACHINA. This has the benefit of being on Netflix, which means no additional rental fees, and it’s from A24, AND it’s yet another movie I’ve been embarrassed to admit I’ve never seen. It’s really good. I had no idea. The title implied to me some kind of girl robot warrior, so I dismissed it as “probably something about video game shit.” With this, as with so many, many things before, I was completely wrong. So yeah, check it out.


I start every day vowing to become healthier and end every day by zeroing out my fridge.
That's the kind of self-sabotage that forms the core of my being.
You know what I'm good at, though? Spinning words into a magical skein that envelopes you in success. Let's talk about that first, and if snacks end up happening, so be it.

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