Well, to my great sadness, I finished the Cleveland Show. That left me with no background TV noise. So I went fishing on Netflix. D whined about everything I lingered over and, eventually, I ended up just putting something on before she got a chance to see what it was.
She started judging immediately, "What is this ridiculous cover of a Beatles song?" She even told me she was judging me. However, within two minutes, she was complimenting the opening lines. Within ten, she stopped typing on her keyboard. Twenty minutes into the first episode, she started comparing one of the main characters to Mickey. By the time Kevin and Winnie shared their very first kiss, she was hooked.
I am almost having as much fun watching her reactions as I am the show itself.
And... for the record? Even though I was afraid it wouldn't, the show totally holds up.


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