Will Work for Food. And Digital Cable.

In my effort to wrap up the last post with something clever (and bear in mind that "clever" is often a relative term), I mentioned something about checking to see if I could add more channels to our cable lineup. Because our basic package cuts off at just three channels below Fox News, and that's just not fair.

But really, I just kind of tossed that out there. My reasoning for the bare-bones basic was that we watch too much TV as it is, why add more temptation? And since my children still manage to recite entire Spongebob episodes despite the fact that they can only watch Nickelodeon every six weeks or so a Grandma's, I didn't feel like they were really missing out on much.

I seemed to have forgotten that I can rationalize almost anything. Over the past couple of days I convinced myself that more channels meant that their limited TV time would be spent watching something they truly wanted to watch, not just settling for something just because it's on. You know, quality TV programs. Like, for instance, Spongebob.

The next thing I knew, I was chatting with Brian at the cable company. And Brian was able to put together an extended basic package that costs LESS than what we're paying now. And somewhere between Brian telling me that I sounded so very young on the phone, that I couldn't possibly be more than twenty-five, and setting up the service appointment, I was signed up for digital cable for just five dollars more a month.

Let me tell you, we've got a lot of channels coming.

I went down to tell Theodore the great news. And for the record, Theodore was not exactly standing in the way of the cable upgrade. Because nothing spells excitement for Theodore like watching reruns of PGA tournaments from the 80s on the Golf Channel.

But Theodore hadn't been talking to Brian at the Cable Company. And Brian at the Cable Company hadn't been telling Theodore that he couldn't possibly be older than twenty-five because he sounded so young. So Theodore reminded me that often they give you an introductory rate at first. And just when you've grown accustomed watching things like, say, twenty-four hour golf analysis, they jack the price up. Did I make sure this was not just an introductory rate, he asked.

Um, no. I sort of forgot. But Brian was sooo nice that I'm sure he would have mentioned something if that was the case. Ahem.

So, I told the kids, and there was much rejoicing. Let's hope it lasts.