Well, today, after almost a year of abstaining, the K fam has TV again.

And let me tell you – not even 8 hours into it, the K fam is already watching horrifically bad TV.

Oh, E!, how I missed you!

Why, oh WHY do I love the show Kendra? As we watched it, Frank’s IQ plummeted and he begged me to change the channel.  He promised to rub my feet for the rest of my life if I could just, for the love of all that is good on this earth change the channel.

We watched Sound of Music for good measure and to atone for our Kendra watching sins.

But now we are watching The Soup on E!  Like a moth to the flame…

and it is so good!  I might just sleep downstairs tonight, bathing in the soft electric glow of our TV. Mmmmm.

she is just before,
the moments prior to the after
she stands in still frame
the outcome still undone

gleaming handle bars sparkling in the sun
hair streaming, streamers streaming
from handlebars and banana seats
a clear sky, the sun is gleaming

riding that line until it’s fine
she is sure, yet her feet are sliding
slipping, skidding, skipping – skipped.
she separates from the bike she is riding

still no harm done just quite yet
she has not caught time – until
the present and future meet
bike, girl and streamers made still

and the teeth of time merge relentlessly,
guided by a steady hand
in the next moment looking back
aware not of the “or”s, only of the “and”