Houses and food and sharkweek oh my!

We're getting cable tomorrow...cable!!

I think it's been about a year since we've had it, I can't remember. When we got rid of it, we were doing some super-budgeting trying to figure out if I could be a stay-at-home mom. We have Netflix and Hulu anyway, so we were good. It just meant we were one season behind everyone else.

And commercials. I think so many people have DVR now, but I was getting tired of people asking, "Hey, have you seen THAT commercial?" No, no I haven't. I don't have cable.

First world problems.

Pretty much though, I don't need cable. I just need a few channels. Mainly: HGTV, DIY, TLC, Bravo, Discovery, FoodNetwork, and FX. And you know what I like FX for? The movies it plays on the weekends. Which usually I own them anyway...but for some reason it just feels so special when I catch a favorite on tv! Why is that??

You know what question I got most (behind the commercial question)? HOW do you get your news?!?

????????????????????

Duh. The newspaper.

HA! Right. My smartphone does a pretty good job at telling me what's going on in the world, people. That's my big secret ;-)

So, bring it on House Hunters, Love It or List It, Chopped, TopChef, and Sharkweek! I've missed you.

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