I am really beginning to warm up to this TV thing. Even though Dick has skipped town on me.
Friday night, Susan and Amy made me watch Modern Family. Three households, one family, funniest damn thing I’ve ever seen.
Plus, they’re all so lovable. My favorite is 10-year-old Manny, more of an adult than any of the grownups.
That middle girl, the smart one, cracks me up. And the two suburban moms, Gloria and Claire, are too fun. And Cameron. I really love Cameron.
I love them all except Phil, who is as hard to watch as Curb Your Enthusiasm or the Office. His only redeeming quality is that he somehow (maybe that black hair) reminds me of Paul.
Of course, what I really love is that I can watch the episodes online instead of having to remember a certain time and remember how to work the TV. Next: I’m going to learn how to work the remote control so I can find cooking shows on TV!