Addendum

I must clarify something from my earlier post. I mentioned that we don't have cable/broadcast television. And I like that we don't. I want to be the people who don't have t.v. I mostly am that person. I really used to be that person. But then I got married and moved to The Middle Of Nowhere and now live with a man who gets clinically depressed if he can't watch football. I might not like that scenario; I might consider myself too erudite for this arrangement; but I chose it anyway. And it has its pluses.

Besides, I discovered David Bromstad. And t.v. started to feel right. And I learned to expand my life experience. And that's ok.

Then, I had a baby and sort of lost my marbles for a while (I think I'm getting them back.) and having David Bromstad come to me every day on the t.v. via Color Splash, and offer a sunny, adorable, muscular, tasteful marker to each day helped me to become the mom I am. (hah)

But then we moved (best thing ever, after Buckaroo) and we haven't had cable since. Just the netflix. Fine, fine. HOWEVER. Football season has begun and guess who can't handle it? So, my Woodworker has scheduled the cable guy and we will be getting television again. I like to carry on like this is ridiculous and only-neanderthals-watch-television. But I'm secretly very excited. Because we really do have a nice television. Project Runway looks so nice on it. So much better than my crappy, ancient laptop.

Let me also point out that my husband, the Woodworker, the self-employed workaholic who can't tear himself away from his workaday reality to do anything extracurricular (except sushi) is going to be here for the cable guy to follow him around and make sure he does it right. One must have one's priorities.

Furthermore, the Woodworker just came in from working on the new shop to make himself enchiladas from scratch for lunch.

Finally, Buckaroo is napping so I am going to go pluck my eyebrows uninterrupted.