Aug
07

A New Flat Friend

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Well, it finally happened.  After leaving the tv on pretty much all day (sometimes on a music channel), it died.

The kids took it VERY hard.

We came home on Sunday after a whirl wind day of Sarris Candy, painting our own pottery and chinese food.  Tony had just returned from the Buccos of Suckitude game.  He asked me to look at the tv, it wasn’t turning on.  Jinkies.  I check the power, and it’s dead.  Once the power supply goes, it’s just cheaper to buy a new tv.  Or pretty close, anyway.

The girls FREAKED OUT!  Through their massive tears, they screamed the questions:

Where are we gonna watch tv!?!?!?  (Um, on one of the FOUR other tv’s we have?)

But I wanna lay on the couch!!!  (lay on the couch downstairs!)

I wanna watch Rugrats! (It’s on the DVR, I told them to watch a DVD)

WWWAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!

We headed down to the “man cave.”  I’m not quite sure why I still refer to it as the ‘man cave.’  Tony’s never really here to enjoy it.  But before we bought a restaurant, we turned our unfinished basement into Tony’s hide out.  There’s a big 52″ flat screen on the wall, surround sound and a beer fridge.  Original plans were to build a bar in the back, but since we went out and bought an ACTUAL BAR, those plans have sort of fallen to the way side. You could tell the girls just weren’t comfortable down there.  I mean, they watched the big honkin’ tv, but they still weren’t happy.

So, as I went to work on Monday, Tony headed out to try to find the best deal.  Our new family member is a 32″ flat screen LCD.  It’s pretty.  It looks  a little strange in our entertainment center, though.  The old tv was a big old tv.  Honestly, it had to weigh at least 150 pounds.  And we had to poke the big perforated hole out of the back of the entertainment center so that the back of the old tv could stick out.  The new tv, however, is all sleek and light.

So, even though my girls were more upset about the tv than they were the death of their fish, I believe they’ve completed the healing process.  And when I need to get something done, my babysitter is again available.

Comments

  1. Jenn says:

    I like your reason for needing a new TV better than ours . . .

  2. Heather says:

    Yeah…I didn’t take the box out to the trash until that morning :)

  3. Ray says:

    Yea, I got a 10year old set that your mother made me fit into the previous TV’s console be cause she liked it.

  4. Heather says:

    It’s because she’s afraid of new technology…just like Tony :)

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