All jokes aside, I love my benders.  About once every 6 months, I give in to the demands of life, grab a blanket and a Pepsi, curl up on the couch and watch endless hours of Hart of Dixie or Grace and Frankie for the gazillionth time and I don’t feel bad about it….in the moment.  The next day however is a different story when the anxiety kicks in from all the things I didn’t do the day before and everything around me has went to hell in a hand-basket.  I eventually recover and decide that my TV bender was much needed and totally worth it.

My littles will never know or experience life before Netflix, cable television, or DIRECTV….and I am pretty sure that today if they had to live in the times that we did where there were only four channels available through the tin foil rabbit ears that graced the top of the TV, they would need counseling.

I remember as a kid loving rainy days, because for some reason, when it rained you might gain an extra channel or two through the silver bunny.  It was like Christmas morning to be able to watch something besides Andy Griffith, Beverly Hillbillies, or Matlock.

In addition, my grandparents lived in town. I always thought they were so lucky and I LOVED spending the night on Friday nights because it meant endless channels of Saturday morning cartoons that didn’t end at 11 am to be followed by four painful hours of golf.  And the cartoon network…. cartoons ALL DAY! It was like a Raindow Brite, Fraggle Rock, The Jetsons, Inspector Gadget, The Smurfs, Snorks, The Care Bears, and Jem high!

My dad would say that we lived in God’s country…..ummmm….no we don’t.  My God is a sharing God, those people in town that live amongst the civilized have 30 plus channels on their televisions…. they are in God’s country!  We are up here where rabbits have foil ears and can’t tune in six channels unless there’s a storm a brewing.

Although at the time, I thought my lack of access to television shows was some type of corporal punishment, I mean come on, I didn’t have access to MTV until I started dating the Hubster.

I wish I could take my littles back to that time of innocence.

Today, they experience instant gratification, EVERYDAY, there is no scheduling your day around the time your favorite show is on, and the anticipation of sitting in front of the TV just waiting for 7:00 to hit.  No, they record all of their favorite shows in advance and have the ability to fast forward through all of the mind numbing commercials to jump right back into their show within four seconds.

They will never know the feeling when your parent’s friends show up at your house with three VHS tapes, because it was free HBO in town that week and they recorded hours of shows for you….Including the Wilderness Family, one of my all time favs!  Talk about being stoked!!

It seemed like punishment then, but hindsight, it was a blessing, I wish I could take them back to that time.  You didn’t have to pre-view the shows to ensure that you wouldn’t be traumatizing your littles….the worst thing I saw was Otis landing in his jail cell from an alcohol bender for the third time that week.

Conveniently, every now and then, when I’m feeling a little nostalgic, I do have the ability to search for Andy and sit and watch while thinking…. wouldn’t life be simpler if we all just stayed in Mayberry?  I learned a lot from the hours I was forced to watch Andy and Barney – important stuff….

“That’s the main thing, ain’t it? That’s the goal that every individual is shootin’ for, ain’t it? It’s kinda the prize of the game- to be happy.” – Andy

I firmly believe that in every situation, no matter how difficult, God extends grace greater than the hardship, and strength, and peace of mind that can lead us to a place higher than where we were before.” – Andy

So here’s to my Dad and Andy, thank you for the hours of punishment, that in the end, contributed to the person I am.

I feel a weekend of reruns coming on – my littles are going to love me 😊


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