Do you see that?
There's a TV in my bedroom. AND IT WORKS!
It's been quite the journey, kids.
Quite. The. Journey.
I won't go into all the harrowing details (you'll just have to trust me when I say this has been an experience, full of all kinds of pitfalls and miraculously lucky breaks). At the end of the day (this very long and not-super-fun day, specifically), I'd just like to do a shout out to the village that brought Downton Abbey to my bedroom.
Jeff, the Dobson WalMart store manager
Jake, the Chaparell WalMart store manager
Jo (one last time, because she came with her husband)
You all are my favorites!
Thanks for making a reunion with Lady Mary (and her many beaus) possible.
I wouldn't have been able to watch TV from my hospital-bed-like-bed without you! (And, boy, am I glad that I can!)