IF YOU GO WHERE SHALL I GO, WHAT SHALL I DO?

They’re gone. At 9:30 this morning they came and took them. All of them. What has been taken you ask? MY TVs!!!!

Yes you read correctly all my TVs have been taken off the walls and moved to the new house. Gone…..only holes where the once shiny-large-brain mushing-plasma excellence once lived. So for at least the next week I will have no TV. Zero, nadda, none.

I will miss LOST, Ugly Betty, LOST, House, LOST, 24, CSI and did I mention LOST?!?!?!?!? What the hell am I supposed to do now?

Why don’t you just hook an old one up to basic cable you might ask? Well that would be fine if A) we had an old TV that would even work with basic cable or B) we had a basic cable supplier. We have neither so that is not an option.

Read a book some of you might say. Ummm have you tried holding anything in YOUR hands around a 16 month old….ever? Much less something that is of obvious interest to you so must therefore be fascinating, and what with pages that rip right out and can then be colored on……momma please. So not so much an option either.

Work on your smocking others of you might add. Yes, because if the aforementioned ripping of pages isn’t barrels of fun then scissors and sharp needles will be a riot. And least I fail to mention the string (properly called floss to those who smock) is never ending joy to a small child. Yeah so there will be none of that either.

Then pack you say. Uuuuuhhhh yeah I am sooooo over that. Not that I am done, or anywhere within rock throwing distance of done but I am just beyond over wanting to do it anymore. Next.

So see, I will from this moment on officially be bored silly, not to mention without a way to entertain my darling child while I attempt to make dinner or do some laundry or sit for 5 minutes and just day dream of days when I had a lovely large wonderful TV to watch and enjoy.

Well on the bright side, Alec Baldwin won’t eat my brains with a melon baller now. Tune in tomorrow. Same bat time, same bat channel.