In two parts.
The first is alternately titled: I Don’t Even Know Who We Are Anymore.
Today, I sent this romantic text to my love: “u+me+carryout+history channel = perfect valentine’s night.”
I know, right?
The History Channel?
I remember one night over the summer, Matt and I watched some show on The History Channel about how state lines were determined when states were being formed. It was really interesting, and we both commented that The History Channel has gotten a lot cooler over the years. And then we looked at each other and died laughing, realizing that we had just gotten a thousand times lamer; the channel probably hasn’t changed all that much.
However, on Monday nights, we very much enjoy American Pickers and Pawn Stars, and have for a long time (though, I have to admit, I don’t have a clue what’s on that channel the rest of the week). So after the kiddos were in bed, Matt picked up Chipotle and we watched Pickers. We’re so hooked on that show that when we drive stretches of interstate in Illinois, we look for places that would be good picks for Mike and Frank. Because we’re on a first-name basis with them and stuff. I totally get the intrigue in picking honestly; my dad is kind of a picker, too, so I think it’s in my blood.
18-year-old Nicole is laughing her you-know-what off right now, seeing the 33-year-old version of herself actually enjoying watching The History Channel.
The second half of this post could also be called “I’m Pretty Sure the Disney Channel Hates Me.”
One time, years ago, Cartoon Network messed up my daily schedule. And now, Disney has gone and done the same garbage with their programming.
Do they not know that Jack Henry gets up between 5:45 and 6:30 almost every day? And that we generally don’t like him up and roaming the house until 7am, after both of us have had quiet time and maybe shut our eyes for a few more minutes?
This morning, Finding Nemo was on. Which is great – Jack Henry loves that movie. However, in looking at the daily schedule, it appears that Nemo was an anomaly, and that they have now moved all of their most craptastic programming to early morning. Timmy Time (worst show ever made – even JH hates it), Chuggington (second worst show ever made), Imagination Movers (horribly annoying and not entertaining) and Special Agent Oso (who makes my head want to explode) are now the 5:30-7:30 lineup.
For the love: bring back the Handy Manny and Mickey Mouse Clubhouse marathons.
I was pleasantly surprised to find Clifford on during the 6:00 hour this morning on PBS Kids, so it looks like we’ll be switching until further notice.
UPDATED TO ADD: Handy Manny showed up at 6:30 this morning, despite what the lineup said, and Oso wasn’t right before him, so I have no idea what’s going on.
Happy Valentine’s Day, everyone