Thanks to a visit from the handyman (and his – ahem – assistant),
the Ford Casa has officially cruised into 1972.
Yes, that’s right – we are rocking a ginormous antenna. Because that’s what you do when you live in the woods – where even satellite dishes don’t get the job done – and are genuinely to your wits end with the CW & PBS just puttered out on you much to your toddlers disapproval. Yes, we are the proud new watchers, blip-free I might add, of ABC, CBS, & NBC.
No worries – we still get all the vampires, 90210, and Tyra Banks anyone could ever possibly wish for. Whoopee…
And in celebration of our new technology, Noah and I watched Saturday morning cartoons – sort of. The news shows were still on the main channels when we started so we had to watch 6.2 – usually the country music station – where we found Gina D’s Kid Club. If you haven’t seen it, it’s… interesting. Let’s just sum it up by saying there is a man, dressed as an old lady, and her name is Momma.
There was a segment about smiling – I think the parent channel is big on smiling, go figure – and there was a cartoon character a little on the heavy side and not the most attractive girl, intentional of course. The point was for the “cool kid” to smile at her to make her more attractive – because if she smiles she’s pretty inside and out. Blah, blah, blah…
So what does Noah say when the little girl was on the screen?
Oh dear…he’s cute enough to just let that one go, right?
To his defense, we’ve watched a lot of Madagascar lately…