Seven Things

Seven things you will never hear my Weebles say:

1. You don't have to take us shopping at Market Basket, we've signed up for Peapod grocery service.

2. We can get to our appointments around town by calling the Elder Service Van.

3. I have the date and time of the appointment right here in my daily planner.

4. I don't know how I would manage without my dear husband.

5. Our children do so much and are so good to us.

6. I don't play the lotteries. I just throw all the scammer sweepstakes notices away.

7. We don't ever burn Styrofoam in the fireplace.

D-Day

Himself and I were talking about D-Day and the Weebles. D-Day. February 17, 2009. The day television stations will stop broadcasting an analog signal. The Weebles still watch television on a small set with rabbit ears. They do not have cable television. They have FIOS, but won't pay for the television service.

"We could get them a converter box for Christmas," Himself suggested.

"Could we get them a small, flat screen television?"

"We could, but since they don't have cable, we'd still need to get them a converter box. And I don't think a flat screen has the connections for rabbit ears."

"Y'know, they don't really need a television. Dad only watches the news and 60 Minutes. He can watch the news broadcast on the computer. Probably can see 60 Minutes, too."

"That's true."

"Only that wouldn't work."

"Why not?"

"Can you just hear Dad? They won't give me my news. They won't give me my 60 Minutes."

Himself laughed and pointed at me.

"Yup, your monkey."