SATC is for Everyone!

I know I need to write about the Bat Mitzvah party, but I had to write this post.

When people read my post about why I hate Carrie Bradshaw, they often think that also means I hate Sex and the City. I don't. While I think the Carrie is (among other things) immature and selfish, there are many aspects of the show I like. I can relate to the friendships, the dating and the love of New York City. And it's fun to watch. In fact, like many women, I've watched all the episodes.

I was surprised to learn that someone close to me has also watched all the episodes.

On Monday, I was talking to Matt's mom about wedding shower invitations when she mentioned that she had gone to see the Sex and the City movie the day before.

"Oh, are you a fan?" I asked, not really expecting an enthusiastic answer. After all, my mom had gone to see the movie after only seeing 2 episodes.

"Yes!" she cried, "I love that show. I've seen every episode. I watch them over and over--I love it!"

Um. She's watched every episode? That means she's seen the one where Charlotte gets addicted to her rabbit; where Carrie smokes pot in a bar; where Carrie smokes pot at the comic book guy's mom's house; where Miranda had a guy lick her butt; where Samantha, well, did everything Samantha did. How is it possible that Matt's conservative 67 year-old Long Island Jewish mom is an avid SATC fan?

And why does it make me so uncomfortable to know that these are things she enjoys watching?