Mister Ed revisited

Here in our little slice of heaven we don’t have cable TV.  We were all cable junkies when the boys were little, then we decided to put an end to the madness.  The day the cable company was scheduled to come out and disconnect it we had a horrible ice storm and were without power for 3 days.  For several years after that the kids still thought we had no cable due to that ice storm.  We never really missed it except for the weather channel.  This was 8-10 years ago and we are still holding- no cable – although I think my husband may be wavering.  We have never really been at a loss of something to watch, especially one summer when a new station appeared that aired re-runs of old TV shows.  Endless hours were spent in Milwaukee with Laverne &  Shirley, fighting the Riddler with Batman, and of course my all time favorite as a child,  The Brady Bunch.  Since then that channel switched programming, but not to fear, this fall a new channel showed up showing more oldies but goodies.  I now can cook dinner while watching Gidget and the Flying Nun.  It was my husband that discovered Mister Ed.  He began getting up early to exercise and found Patty Duke and Mister Ed.   He commented several times on what a good show it is.   I finally tuned in one morning and watched – it is a good show, somehow very comforting, a shapshot of life in simpler times.  This morning Mr Ed somehow got himself dressed in union suit (complete with back drop conveniently placed for his tail)  last week he was sculpting Wilber out of clay.  In all of this nonsense, it is still somehow entertaining, when it should be just darn ridiculous.  Now this in itself is sort of disturbing – but it really really took a new turn when Brian, my husband, informed me that once the kids are gone he intends to get a horse.  We have been married 24 years, I have never, never, heard any talk of owning a horse – not even a whisper.  I honestly thinks he envisions himself having his own Mister Ed complete with daily shenanigans,  I am not sure how to break it to him that all horses don’t talk.

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