The New TV
In a word, wonderful.
Since we’re not joining the ranks of the turn-off-your-TV crowd anytime soon, I have to say that we love it. When M. found out that that’s what we were getting for Christmas, he got giddy. M. Got giddy. Y’all don’t know him, but one thing he doesn’t generally do is “giddy.” He can have the most sublime meal ever and walk away saying it was “good.” In fact, “good” is high praise from him. “Pretty good” means terrific, and “good” means fabulous. “Not bad” means “pretty darned good” - you get the idea. He is many things, but demonstrative is not among those things.
And even when he heard about the TV, he didn’t jump up and shout “Great!” (although he might have been hard-pressed to jump up anyway, and maybe that has something to do with his overall understated reactions to things). Rather - and this is how I knew he was giddy - he started obsessively looking up information about upgrading our satellite service to HD. And he kept reporting back to me about new things he’d discovered during the day. He actually blew off time working on his paper for class to look these things up. All of which translates to “giddy as a schoolgirl.”
And we’re now enjoying it. We can’t actually upgrade our satellite service until we get through the backlog of “Dexter” episodes on the DVR (M.’s also making noises about getting through all the “Enterprise” episodes, but since we’re watching those in the interests of “completion” and not “enjoyment,” I’m prepared to let them go), which probably won’t be until after 2.0 makes his appearance. But, in the meantime, I’ve been enjoying calibrating the picture and sound, and M.’s been enjoying me doing these things (one of the weirder things we have in common is being very, very anal about TV picture/sound quality. I have a story about this…but I’ll save it for another day).
And, in other unrelated news, BP is still holding it’s own at 36 weeks even. Yep, I’m now officially 9 months pregnant. Because they don’t tell you that pregnancy is actually 10 months long.

November 30th, 2007 at 1:26 pm
Hee-Hee, Sarge loves his TV, it’s so old though. But he says “Last thing packed, first thing out!” Whenever we move house. He’s had that TV frm before we even met.
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November 30th, 2007 at 2:08 pm
See, the beauty is that you may have to just invest in a new TV when you move! Unless you’re living on a base and they run US current?? But, if not, then helloooooo new TV land!
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November 30th, 2007 at 5:58 pm
Naw, we’ll probably get one of those ginormous power converter boxes. That’s what we used for this TV when we lived in Belgium. I am insisting on having a 220 coffee maker, toaster, and microwave though. It’s a pain in the behind to keep plugging and un-plugging things that you use alot.
Yeah, maybe the tv will get broken in transit and we can get a new one.
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December 6th, 2007 at 1:03 am
We’ve been know to forsake good furniture for a good tv.
Gotta have our priorities straight ya know.
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December 6th, 2007 at 6:55 am
Well, the couch just sits there looking pretty. The TV has to work for its space, don’tcha know.