Forget the TV . . . We'll be FINE Without IT

                My mom read a lot but she also watched a lot of TV.  I think more often when her children gradually started leaving and it was just her at home.  So often she would fall asleep and miss the ending of whatever she'd started out watching.  Sometimes the station would be doing a marathon on Jimmy Stewart or Gary Cooper movies and she would fall asleep during one and wake up for another and always felt disoriented about what was going on.  There are a lot of family jokes about her sleeping habits and the TV.

                Jenna and I are okay with not having TV.  We are willing to forgo having networks.  We already got rid of cable, and now have Netflix.  The greatest part about Netflix is no commercials.  But I could do without Netflix as well.  I would want to keep the monitor in order to watch the DVDs we've collected over the years: most of them are Jenna's.

                We do watch the TV because it's available.  Roland, on the other hand, likes having TV.  He wasn't all that excited when I got rid of cable.  But really, it's an expense that we don't need.  The Internet is needed because of work and schooling.  Communication is a bonus perk.  So we were watching TV last night and a couple of our stations gave us a view of a black bar across the screen.  We only had six stations.  We didn't get ABC but did have NBC and CBS. This morning we no longer have access to CBS.  We now have NBC and Comet.  Oh, joy.

                Cool, I thought.  Perhaps we can spend more quality time together.  Play more games.  Practice playing clarinet, drawing, story-telling . . . but I don't think Roland is going to go for it.  It's been less than an hour since he made the discovery and is going through withdrawal.  I thought maybe the weather had something to do with it.  It has stopped raining, but still quite overcast.   

                We've actually done without aired television before.  We spent a lot of time at the library renting DVD's.  That was more practical in Utah than it is here.  The library is still in limbo, but the selection always seemed quite pathetic in comparison to Salt Lake.  

                The stream of water I posted yesterday became a waterfall before Jenna returned home from school.  

Last night about 4:00 pm pacific time

about 10:30 a.m. this morning