Yadda, Yadda, Yadda and Memories

Nick is not speaking to me at present, which is a god send! Has something to do with me threating to throw him off the balcony onto his head.. it's been yadda, yadda, yadda this hurts, that hurts all day long. And then he said he wished I could help him get rid of the pain -- that is when I offered my solution.

For a fact, my skin has been hurting me all day long and I never opened my mouth about it.

Since there is so little going on around here -- I thought I would take someone elses advice and leave a few memories on the blog for you all.

This post will be about TV. I bet you didn't know that TV wasn't invented until the year I was born 1948.

My family didn't get a TV until I was 10 years old, but the babysitter we had when I was 8 had one and we got to watch it after school each day.

At that time, the stations only broadcast from 4 pm until midnight, and the first show on at 4 pm was the Mickey Mouse Club. I can remember being really ticked when some old bald guy took the time period up one week debating another old guy. I was only 8 and not interested in who was running for president then. The old bald guy was Dwight David Eisenhower and he would be elected that year.

When my family finally got a TV, it was an older one -- a big console and a little round porthole type screen. Black and white as color hadn't come out yet. Us kids didn't get to choose the programs, John did-- so we ended up watching westerns or war programs.

We had a console radio/record player in a cabinet -- that was our main form of entertainment as the radio programs were still doing the serials and soaps. Green Hornet, the Lone Ranger, Mystery Theater were the favorites with Steve and I.

Later I will talk about how we entertained ourselves out of doors.