Where it was AT.
Then it went down the crapper.
I blame this on the invention of Facebook because why not?
I remember cancelling plans to stay in on Thursday nights for three solid hours to snuggle in around the boob tube with some popcorn, a blankie and my loved ones.
In ye olden days, watching shows that were meant for “family programming” took everything my husband and I had to not go to the kitchen and get an adult beverage to get through each episode.
TAKE A DRINK EVERY TIME AN ADULT MAKES A COMPLETE ASS OUT OF THEMSELVES.
The invention of Netflix was a Godsend.
We introduced our oldest daughter to Gilmore Girls and Grey’s Anatomy as well as delighting our youngest daughter with the likes of Pee Wee Herman and Ferris Bueller.
And no alcoholic beverages were needed.
Only carbs because hello, food.
It wouldn’t be a family night in our house without one thing: fighting.
When it isn’t food.
But always fighting.
On this night, my girls were fighting over who had the best handwriting.
You’re jealous of my life, aren’t you?
Netflix is rocking my world by bringing back not only Full House but Gilmore Girls.
I can’t even all the can’t even’s right now.
I know, I am even sick of that expression but I just CAN’T EVEN.
Full House came out in the fall of 1987 which is when I was, cough, a senior in high school.
I was Full Out in boyfriend, Dirty Dancing, hanging out with my friends mode but I did watch Full House on the sly.
As well as Golden Girls.
There is no shame in that game.
So on a night when my husband was out of town, the girls and I decided to have a “girls family night” with some cookies, milk, blankies and I introduced them to Kimmy, Stephanie and DJ.
We got to watch Fuller House a little earlier than the February 26th release date which was not lost on my teenager.
She thought it was pretty cool to get early access and anytime I can make myself look cool to my teenager is a huge plus.
But I was all DO NOT, I REPEAT, DO NOT POST THIS ON SNAPCHAT. INSTAGRAM, TWITTER OR ANY OTHER OF THOSE GRAMS OR CHATS YOU BELONG TO.
She was all, “OMG MOM SERIOUSLY?? I AM NOT SOME FOREIGN SPY!” SMH LOLZ TOTS emoji emoji emoji.
Or whatever else teenagers say.
My second grader chimed in, “my handwriting IS better than yours Annaaaaaa”.
I have to say, once they got into the show, they both loved it.
It was so much funnier than the original because come on, the original was cheesy at times and we all laughed together.
It was like the old Thursday nights all over again.
Except this time we could pause the television to take bathroom breaks.
THAT IS SUCH A COOL INVENTION.
Nothing like Netflix and Carbs.
Much better than Netflix and Chill.
Ask any woman.
After the girls went to bed, I did a little more Fuller House watching alone with my carbs and I have to say it was really emotional to see all of these characters together again.
At one point I even got choked up.
Or maybe it was just cookies in my throat.
Yeah, it was probably that.
I am a member of the Netflix Stream Team. Meaning, for the next year, once a month I will be writing posts about how my family is using our Netflix. They provided me with a Roku and a voucher for my Netflix account.
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