Quite possibly I should post a picture and hit publish. I mean, today was Housekeepers day. Every other Wednesday; and over the years I’ve published a Housekeepers post every other Wednesday, or at least on the Thursday.
Because something always tickles my fancy.
So in the interest of vanilla flavored anything, today I should just kiss it off. She skipped two weeks ago, but I wrote a thing about her skipping a day. My house, I knew, would regret it. And it did.
“I knew the place would be filthy,” she said, “you don’t even own a vacuum cleaner.”
Well, that was a true statement and I couldn’t fault the logic, really; and we began to talk of many things.
One of those things was my internet provider. Housekeeper doesn’t care for them. She told me she had gone to Direct TV or Dish TV, one of those two.
That allowed me to probe into that type of programing as I’m on cable. Housekeeper seemed very happy with what she’d done and was enthused with the ability to select a small “must take” package of channels and then select single programing of self selected other channels.
And she said: “I was able to use the kids/adult lockouts.”
What? Said I.
After thinking of it for a while she related that “I went in and blocked things like all the X Rated and some of the R Rated programing.”
“Well, I didn’t want my husband watching those programs.”
You mean you password blocked access to them.
And you didn’t give your husband the password to unlock them.
That’s right. (A Cheshire Cats grin, on a delighted face)
But you are only two people watching that TV.
Yeah. That’s right. Neat isn’t it? I love it.
From the reaches,