Last Wednesday night, my wife came charging downstairs and demanded to know “what all that noise was”! It was me, rolling around, pounding the floor, and laughing hysterically at a recent episode of ABC’s hit TV show, ‘black-ish. Through tears of hilarity, I squinted at the remote to find the replay button.
“You gotta watch this,” I implored between guffaws. She frowned and went back upstairs.
“No worries, babe, ” I called after her. “I DVR’d it!” I don’t think she heard me.
Well, I love her to death, but it’s her loss. That was one of the funniest, realest, most refreshing takes on “the struggle” that I’ve seen in a while. Continue reading “‘black-ish Puts Its Money Where Its Mouth Is”