Don’t misread the title of this entry and assume that I think my life is dull. I have three awesome wee ones, a great wife, an interesting job that keeps me engaged and the fastest growing parenting podcast/blog in the universe (my own universe, yet still a universe).
All’s I’m sayin’ is that my life is fairly normal, and thus in comparison to astronauts, undercover police and emergency room doctors…dull. That is until my wife offers for me to join her on the couch for the latest episode of Downton Abbey. At which point my life is immediately scintillating in comparison.
I get it. Downton Abbey has great acting and beautiful scenery. Unfortunately, whether or not Grammy is angry or there is turmoil on the board of the local hospital or one of the house staff is thinking about leaving to be house staff at another estate doesn’t do it for me. If I’m going to invest any of my minimal free time in television programming, I want to be transported into a scenario that has a pulse. Take one of our other household favorites, My Little Pony. Boring? Yes, but at least they sing and dance a little. The big question in Downton Abbey this season (the final season, thank God) is whether or not the main family will have to move from their 50,000 square foot mansion with 25 servants into a 10,000 square foot mansion with 10 servants. My heart is starting to race as I write this. NOT.
Take one of our other household favorites, My Little Pony. Boring? Yes, but at least they sing and dance a little.
If you do indulge in Downton Abbey, you are most likely choosing this activity in place of sleep. I’d argue that you should consider going to bed and at least gain the benefits of sleeping with your eyes closed.