We've joined the masses.
We got satellite TV.
After 11 years of holding out, we were enticed into it by the threat of losing one of our 3 stations. (you know, the digital conversion
And I still would have held out if the 2 stations we will get didn't punk out, even on good weather days.
So we now have a big, flat screen tv (did I mention that our old cabinet -style tv died on Christmas Eve? It was 17 years old. A moment of silence, please.).
We can afford this by eating cat food once a week. Not the Things, we give them hot dogs. Which may be the same thing.
It has a crystal clear picture, and, like, 1000 stations.
We watched the Channel Guide all day today.
No, just kidding. Though it was on A LOT.
No, you want to know the first show we watched with a crystal clear picture?
"A Baby Story"
The Things picked it out. (note to self: do not read the titles on the Guide Menu out loud.)
Yup, we watched a set of twins being born by cesarean. It looked familiar.
I thought they'd be horrified. (I was, later, by some of their questions. What can I say? I was mesmerized by the picture quality, and didn't give enough thought to what we were watching. And, you know, I've seen it all before, so it isn't so....shocking...to me.)
And when it was over, we switched channels to " A Birth Story", and watched...the 'other' kind of birth. That one was kinda like a car wreck. We all had our hands over our eyes, but were peeking through our fingers.
Waaaay too many questions after that one.
Can't wait to hear what they ask the teachers at school tomorrow. I'm totally going to get a phone call.