The commercial shows a remake of the Chevy Chase scene with a husband flirting with a blonde in a convertible. It’s funny, but I kept thinking, “If my husband flirted with a blonde in a convertible, I wouldn’t be smiling.”
Get a sense of humor, right?
S.M. and I talk about commercials all the time. When your cable package feels like 80% commercial and 20% shows, it makes me wonder why we pay for a cable package.
So last night S.M. hands me the remote.
I click from one channel to another and realize there’s nothing on.
There’s over a hundred channels.
Maybe America should spend less time on television and more time outdoors.
We’d save a lot of money and lose a lot of weight.
So I turned it off and opened a book.
There’s always a good book to read, right?