‘Tis the (Summer) Season

 

I grew up on TV. My parents worked next door to our house at the family business, and while we had a myriad of babysitters, TV was basically our constant sitter-of-babies. We didn’t just sit in the front of the TV all of time, but we did watch quite a lot.

One of the good things about growing up in a small town is that kids could go around the neighborhood without anyone worrying, too much. Of course a lot of that was because it was the late 70s/early 80s, but here in Tiny Town it hasn’t changed much. Except for the meth. And the arsonist. And the speeders (yes, I’m talking about you – Senior Citizen Bus Driver). And, OK maybe it has changed, but we still have a decent neighborhood. My point is – even though we did grow up watching a lot of TV, we knew how to keep ourselves entertained. I started reading at 3 and I read everything I could get my hands on. We made up games if we didn’t have anything else to do. A lot of my childhood and adolescent years were spent playing basketball, “Kick the Can“, badminton (in the middle of the street), “Four Square“, Doctor. (OK, maybe that last one isn’t a great idea.) We also spent a lot of time at Tiny Town’s pool. My nephews go somewhere and within 5 minutes they’re all “I’m boooorrrrred”. Do kids not have any imagination past what games to buy for their PS3 or Xbox 360?

Holy crap. I’m really not that old yet!

If I’m awake I probably have my TV on. I’m not a couch potato though. More like a desk chair potato because I’m always working. And besides, my couch futon is too far from the TV. When I’m working I like to have some kind of background noise. Sometimes it’s music, but music = me singing, and no one wants to hear that. And when I say I’m always working I mean that I’ve been working from 10 am Saturday until I started this post Sunday (minus 1 hour for a nap). And when I’m finished here I’ll work some more and then go to bed. Right now it’s after 4 am almost 5 am. And when I get up in the morning, or later this morning, at about 9 or 10 am? I’ll be working until around this time tomorrow. Maybe with a nap (crossing my fingers), but right now that’s looking like a big ole NO.

Yes, I’m a workaholic and I have no life.

The one thing I remember from my youth about summer TV is that it was ALL RE-RUNS. All the FREAKING time. Then in the summer of ’91, FOX decided to do something new (at least new to me) and have a first-run (non-syndicated) season of Beverly Hills 90210. Yes, I am not ashamed to admit I watched.

Now there are new shows on all the time, so much so that you would probably never have to watch a re-run again. Unless you are like me and have to watch a show or movie 3 times until you get to see the whole thing because you can’t quit working long enough to pay attention the first time through.

Tomorrow I’ll share my favorite TV shows this summer. If you care.

Really, it’s OK if you don’t.

Oh, and the “Kick the Can” game? Don’t let your kid play that if they are going through puberty, or especially if they are a teenager. You really don’t want them playing like I did.

*wink*

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2 Responses to ‘Tis the (Summer) Season

  1. I have the TV on all the time, too. Usually the news. I don’t really listen, it’s just another adult in the house. I’m right there with you!

  2. missnightowl says:

    Yes! I would go crazy if it were too quiet. Since I have no kids it’s either quiet or listen to my neighbor mow his yards 4,000 times a week. Or them screaming at their 4 year old daughter. Or the girl screaming back.

    I get my national news online and I don’t watch the “local” news much anymore. None of our 8 local channels actually consider us in their viewing area, unless it’s something really “newsworthy” like murder, drugs, or arson.

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