So, heavy sigh, another year is coming to a close. We look back and think about all that happened to us and the people we love in the last 12 months. I guess that is the price that we pay for being human in the 21st century. The media makes it seem that if we don't have that sense of introspection then we are somehow lacking an integral part of what it takes to make us human. So we look back.
Lots happened in the last year. I lost my job and retired. I made lemonade of lemons. It was something I wanted and am ever grateful to the powers that be that allowed it to happen. I remember years ago there was a lovely woman I worked with who retired from Royal. She had worked there for years and was making plans for travel and spending time with grandchildren that she had far too little time with and after being retired a short three months she died of a heart attack. I didn't want that to be me. Ergo...lemonade.
I was also a bit cowardly this year. We had a big shindig scheduled to attend on August 27th. My Uncle Jack was celebrating his 85th birthday and my lovely cousins were throwing him a birthday bash. That was the weekend that Hurricane Irene came calling. After listening to the doom and gloom being forecast I made the decision that making a 2.5 hour drive south was not the wisest thing to do. It turned out that areas north and east of us were effected much more than we here in Philly were but while I believe the decision to stay home was the right one I still feel like a wuss.
I spent time reading both good books and bad books. I stayed away from the romance genre for years but have developed a penchant for it since I have so much time on my hands. I like Lorelei James and Melissa Schroder as well as Lauren Dane. I also caught up with Sue Grafton and U IS FOR UNDERTOW which is the latest installment of the Kinsey Milhone series she started so many yeas ago. I read the latest installment in the Black Dagger Brotherhood series by J.R Ward and also read her Fallen Angels books. There were other books by other authors that are too numerous to mention. One book I would recommend to anyone is ANGELS AND MANNERS by Cynn Chadwick. It is a great story of two women who pull each other up and out of section 8 housing through hard work and common sense. The protaganists children bring a lot of levity to the story. (I will say that I love the fact that so many authors can be found on facebook or have blogs and are willing to update their readers on what is happening with new releases.)
I did not get to the movies as much as I hoped to this year. I did see THE HELP and it was wonderful. A number of award nominations have been made and in the next couple of months we'll see how it does. I can only say it was a remarkable cast of actors that did an extraordinary job telling Kathryn Stockett's story. The funny thing about seeing that movie was that I happened to go on the day the east coast experienced an earthquake. I totally missed it. I also saw THE MIGHTY MACS and while it won't win awards or go down in cinema history it was an enjoyable story about women's college basketball.
Back in October the Phillies left all of us here in my city on the Delaware bereft by not making it to the World Series after having the best regular season record in the game. This was their year and they blew it. I hope they can make up for it next year. I really do!
While I could probably prattle on here for a few more paragraphs I'm going to stop here.
May you have a Happy and Blessed 2012. May God grant us the patience to get through the next 10+ months until the general Election in November.
Bye for now everyone.
Friday, December 30, 2011
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Christmas 2011
Another year is wrapping up and Christmas is a week away.
The thing you have to love about this time of the year is that you can sit back and reminisce as you pull out those decorations and ornaments from years past and no one will criticize you for it. So here are some of my Christmas memories...
I remember going to bed on Christmas eve with no evidence of a tree or presents anywhere in the house and waking up on Christmas morning to find out a tree was up on a platform where the couch usually sat. Trains were on the platform and the platform was wrapped in chimney paper and the presents were all around. After the gifts were opened they were stored under the platform.
The year I was 6 and Santa brought a green Schwinn bicycle for me. My grandparents had taken me to Wannamaker's to visit Santa and I asked for a desk or a bicycle. When Christmas morning came and the presents were all opened there was no evidence of bike or desk. Then I was prodded to go out to the dinning room and look under the pile of coats in front of the buffet. Under them sat my Schwinn all shiny and new. Since the weather was cold and clear I was able to take it out for a ride. The problem was I couldn't reach the pedals.
There was the Christmas my brother was so sick the doctor made a house call. When my mother called Dr. Klingess his wife answered the phone and my mother told her Skip wanted nothing to do with his toys. My mother said she heard Mrs. K. say "Hank you need to go over there. Any child who doesn't care about toys on Christmas needs to see a doctor."
There was the year I was 13 (that would be 1961) . My sister and brother had rooted through every closet in the house and found most of the presents my mother had hidden away. I didn't particularly want to know what they found because I wanted to be surprised but Eileen took great joy in sharing all her finds with me. I was very surprised on Christmas morning to receive not only what she had found but a Kodak camera and a transistor radio. I felt very grown up. I had that little green transistor for a very long tome and it brought me a lot of pleasure.
I remember when I was in high school I would meet up with my friends for Midnight Mass and then the whole group of us were invited back to Gerri Leonard's house where her parents welcomed all of us with snacks and hot chocolate. We laughed a lot.
I remember the Christmas parties at Royal where I made an absolute fool of myself after having too much to drink.
I remember going Christmas shopping in center city and starting out at Lit Brothers and hitting Gimbels, Snellenbergs, Strawbridge & Clothier and Wannamaker's on my way up Market St. Whenever I hear "Silver Bells" it reminds me of Market St. back in the day.
As I got older I came to appreciate all my mother did to make sure we had a wonderful Christmas. My father worked as a bartender and worked nights with Sunday his only day off. There was no car so Mom had to take a bus wherever she went to shop. Since Dad didn't get home till the wee small hours of the morning it fell to my Mother to take care of getting the tree and the presents out. I'm sure that she was helped by our neighbors but she had to do all the planning and buying and cooking. Bars were not closed on Christmas so we had to have dinner very early on Christmas so my father could get to work. Since there were four Frett kids you know that there was no such thing as sleeping in on Christmas morning. We were raring to go by 7:00 AM and when I think that my parents hadn't gotten to sleep till 4:00 at the earliest I wonder how they made it through the day! We had to get to church and dinner need to be on the table by 2:00. It's a wonder to me how everything got done without my Mom having a breakdown.
There are too many good memories to put down here. These were just some highlights and I'm sure my siblings would have their own unique memories to share were they so inclined. Maybe they'll take a look at this and add a thing or two.
At any rate take some time this year to take some good mental pictures to file away in your own memory bank. Remember the smells and thee sounds of this Christmas.
Most of all take note of all the people you love who are with you. Those you love are your most precious gifts. Then remember all you love who are gone and honor them by remembering all the joy they brought to your life.
MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY AND HEALTHY 2012!!!
The thing you have to love about this time of the year is that you can sit back and reminisce as you pull out those decorations and ornaments from years past and no one will criticize you for it. So here are some of my Christmas memories...
I remember going to bed on Christmas eve with no evidence of a tree or presents anywhere in the house and waking up on Christmas morning to find out a tree was up on a platform where the couch usually sat. Trains were on the platform and the platform was wrapped in chimney paper and the presents were all around. After the gifts were opened they were stored under the platform.
The year I was 6 and Santa brought a green Schwinn bicycle for me. My grandparents had taken me to Wannamaker's to visit Santa and I asked for a desk or a bicycle. When Christmas morning came and the presents were all opened there was no evidence of bike or desk. Then I was prodded to go out to the dinning room and look under the pile of coats in front of the buffet. Under them sat my Schwinn all shiny and new. Since the weather was cold and clear I was able to take it out for a ride. The problem was I couldn't reach the pedals.
There was the Christmas my brother was so sick the doctor made a house call. When my mother called Dr. Klingess his wife answered the phone and my mother told her Skip wanted nothing to do with his toys. My mother said she heard Mrs. K. say "Hank you need to go over there. Any child who doesn't care about toys on Christmas needs to see a doctor."
There was the year I was 13 (that would be 1961) . My sister and brother had rooted through every closet in the house and found most of the presents my mother had hidden away. I didn't particularly want to know what they found because I wanted to be surprised but Eileen took great joy in sharing all her finds with me. I was very surprised on Christmas morning to receive not only what she had found but a Kodak camera and a transistor radio. I felt very grown up. I had that little green transistor for a very long tome and it brought me a lot of pleasure.
I remember when I was in high school I would meet up with my friends for Midnight Mass and then the whole group of us were invited back to Gerri Leonard's house where her parents welcomed all of us with snacks and hot chocolate. We laughed a lot.
I remember the Christmas parties at Royal where I made an absolute fool of myself after having too much to drink.
I remember going Christmas shopping in center city and starting out at Lit Brothers and hitting Gimbels, Snellenbergs, Strawbridge & Clothier and Wannamaker's on my way up Market St. Whenever I hear "Silver Bells" it reminds me of Market St. back in the day.
As I got older I came to appreciate all my mother did to make sure we had a wonderful Christmas. My father worked as a bartender and worked nights with Sunday his only day off. There was no car so Mom had to take a bus wherever she went to shop. Since Dad didn't get home till the wee small hours of the morning it fell to my Mother to take care of getting the tree and the presents out. I'm sure that she was helped by our neighbors but she had to do all the planning and buying and cooking. Bars were not closed on Christmas so we had to have dinner very early on Christmas so my father could get to work. Since there were four Frett kids you know that there was no such thing as sleeping in on Christmas morning. We were raring to go by 7:00 AM and when I think that my parents hadn't gotten to sleep till 4:00 at the earliest I wonder how they made it through the day! We had to get to church and dinner need to be on the table by 2:00. It's a wonder to me how everything got done without my Mom having a breakdown.
There are too many good memories to put down here. These were just some highlights and I'm sure my siblings would have their own unique memories to share were they so inclined. Maybe they'll take a look at this and add a thing or two.
At any rate take some time this year to take some good mental pictures to file away in your own memory bank. Remember the smells and thee sounds of this Christmas.
Most of all take note of all the people you love who are with you. Those you love are your most precious gifts. Then remember all you love who are gone and honor them by remembering all the joy they brought to your life.
MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY AND HEALTHY 2012!!!
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Occupy Philadelphia 11-29-2011
I was watching the news earlier about the people still in Dillworth Plaza (at Philadelphia City Hall) as part of Occupy Philadelphia. I don't understand these fools who are battening down the hatches to prevent being removed from the plaza. The city has been very patient and considerate of these people.
Their permits have expired and they have no legal right to stay. And I see no moral imperative for their presence there either.
They are protesting but without a specific aim. In the 60's and 70's protests were held for racial equality and to end the war in Vietnam. These were concrete aims. There were measurable results. People voted and men stopped dying.
These people want to end social and economic inequality but how is that accomplished? These aims must be earned with hard work. I grant that big business in this country, and throughout the world, has a lot to be taken to task for. However the Bank of America or Wells Fargo or any of the other corporations folks are angry at can't simply grant someone social or economic status.
In the meantime the construction crews that should be working on the plaza are being held up. No work is being done and the men and women waiting to do their jobs and earn a paycheck and take care of their families are being held up.
These protesters are not the idealists of ATLAS SHRUGGED. Many of the squatter/protesters I've seen on the news appear to be young and angry at the world in general or the sick and homeless who have been a problem for society in general for the last 30 years or so. I have yet to see a protester here in Philly who actually appears to have a valid argument to make or a way the businesses they are protesting against can resolve that problem.
I may be getting old but I just had to get that out of my system. Thank you for your patience!
Their permits have expired and they have no legal right to stay. And I see no moral imperative for their presence there either.
They are protesting but without a specific aim. In the 60's and 70's protests were held for racial equality and to end the war in Vietnam. These were concrete aims. There were measurable results. People voted and men stopped dying.
These people want to end social and economic inequality but how is that accomplished? These aims must be earned with hard work. I grant that big business in this country, and throughout the world, has a lot to be taken to task for. However the Bank of America or Wells Fargo or any of the other corporations folks are angry at can't simply grant someone social or economic status.
In the meantime the construction crews that should be working on the plaza are being held up. No work is being done and the men and women waiting to do their jobs and earn a paycheck and take care of their families are being held up.
These protesters are not the idealists of ATLAS SHRUGGED. Many of the squatter/protesters I've seen on the news appear to be young and angry at the world in general or the sick and homeless who have been a problem for society in general for the last 30 years or so. I have yet to see a protester here in Philly who actually appears to have a valid argument to make or a way the businesses they are protesting against can resolve that problem.
I may be getting old but I just had to get that out of my system. Thank you for your patience!
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Sunday 11/20/2011
A big hello to anyone who actually clicks on the link to read this.
Today is my brother's 60th birthday. Cards were sent and we, his sisters, took him out to dinner to celebrate last weekend. Eileen even took a ride and took him out to lunch today. He is a low key kind of guy and after his kids & family his interests in life are the Civil War and history in general. I do remember that the day he was born I was in center city with my grandmother and when we got on the bus at 2nd and Market to go back to her house I announced to the bus driver that I had a new baby brother. That is my earliest memory and to this day I can remember what the inside of that bus looked like.
This Thursday is Thanksgiving. As things stand now we won't be having a lot of company. My brother and his son will be here for dinner and Eileen and Bill will be doing the cooking. Turkey with the fixin's and that will incluse creamed onions which is a family favorite reserved for Thanksgiving only. Those small white onions are a bitch to peel but taste so good. They just aren't the same if you use the canned.
Earlier this week I posted the following and am repeating it here in case you missed it:
You've got to love facebook and the cyber universe in general for the world that has been opened to us. We can be in touch every day with people we may not have seen in years. We can share a laugh or a picture or a song that will bring a smile to someone thousands of miles away. We can meet people who enjoy the same pastimes we do and are on the other side of the earth. You can reach out to an author or musician or artist that you admire and let them know what their work has meant to you. But in the words of Sgt. Esterhaus on Hill Street Blues "be careful out there".
I also saw R.E. Bradshaw's blog about things her mother says. You can find it at
http://rebradshawbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/stuff-my-mother-says.html?zx=2e229f4542e8afed.
Here is a small sample:
There are the threatening ones, because we were hellions. "I'll snatch a knot in you." "My God, I hope you have two just like you." "Don't let your mouth write out a check your ass can't pay for." "I will beat you within an inch of your life" (That was an idle threat, but it worked.) And last but not least, another favorite, "Y'all are driving me crazy. You're going to have to come peek at me through the bars on Sunday." There was the constant threat that we would drive her to the Sanatorium.
Today is my brother's 60th birthday. Cards were sent and we, his sisters, took him out to dinner to celebrate last weekend. Eileen even took a ride and took him out to lunch today. He is a low key kind of guy and after his kids & family his interests in life are the Civil War and history in general. I do remember that the day he was born I was in center city with my grandmother and when we got on the bus at 2nd and Market to go back to her house I announced to the bus driver that I had a new baby brother. That is my earliest memory and to this day I can remember what the inside of that bus looked like.
This Thursday is Thanksgiving. As things stand now we won't be having a lot of company. My brother and his son will be here for dinner and Eileen and Bill will be doing the cooking. Turkey with the fixin's and that will incluse creamed onions which is a family favorite reserved for Thanksgiving only. Those small white onions are a bitch to peel but taste so good. They just aren't the same if you use the canned.
Earlier this week I posted the following and am repeating it here in case you missed it:
You've got to love facebook and the cyber universe in general for the world that has been opened to us. We can be in touch every day with people we may not have seen in years. We can share a laugh or a picture or a song that will bring a smile to someone thousands of miles away. We can meet people who enjoy the same pastimes we do and are on the other side of the earth. You can reach out to an author or musician or artist that you admire and let them know what their work has meant to you. But in the words of Sgt. Esterhaus on Hill Street Blues "be careful out there".
I also saw R.E. Bradshaw's blog about things her mother says. You can find it at
http://rebradshawbooks.blogspot.com/2011/11/stuff-my-mother-says.html?zx=2e229f4542e8afed.
Here is a small sample:
There are the threatening ones, because we were hellions. "I'll snatch a knot in you." "My God, I hope you have two just like you." "Don't let your mouth write out a check your ass can't pay for." "I will beat you within an inch of your life" (That was an idle threat, but it worked.) And last but not least, another favorite, "Y'all are driving me crazy. You're going to have to come peek at me through the bars on Sunday." There was the constant threat that we would drive her to the Sanatorium.
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Saturday 10/27/2011
Some thoughts on friendship....
There are all kinds of people you will come across in this world and if you are lucky enough to have one or two you can call a friend for life you are blessed.
There is the rare friend who is also family. They would love you even if they didn't have to and you'll call them to chat without needing to discuss family business.
We work with people and we spend more time with them than we do our families and they understand the day to day us often better than our families do because they are more aware of the events and pressures we experience while at work. If we get along with these colleagues we think of them as friends. Sometimes these relationships end when you move on and sometimes they don't. Whatever happens consider yourself blessed to have had these folks in your life.
We have others who may be neighbors or acquaintances that we become very tight with for a period of time when one can offer the other support or assistance through a life crisis. Once the crisis is over the relationship may fade or dissolve completely for no apparent reason. It doesn't mean that relationship was not valid. It just means that it has run it's course.
And as to those lifelong friends... they are indeed the family of your heart. You want to share your happiness and tears with them. They know you better than you know yourself. You can call them at 3:00 am and share a problem. They won't hang up on you. They will travel thousands of miles to share a life event. They know your history and you don't have to explain the background of a situation to them because they already know it. They don't make fun of your opinions even if they don't agree with them. They are the people you want to clear your computer history if you die. You can trust them with pin numbers and passwords. They will come and sit while you are in the hospital just so you won't be lonely. You can be in a room with them and not have to talk because you are both at the point where silence is as companionable as conversation. You can call them after not talking for months and pick up as though you spoke yesterday. They love you with no questions asked and you trust them with not only your dreams but your disappointments as well.
You're lucky if you have a single friend like that in your life and if you have more than one such friend consider your life a miracle.
I'm a very lucky person to have remarkable women as my friends and they know who they are.
There are all kinds of people you will come across in this world and if you are lucky enough to have one or two you can call a friend for life you are blessed.
There is the rare friend who is also family. They would love you even if they didn't have to and you'll call them to chat without needing to discuss family business.
We work with people and we spend more time with them than we do our families and they understand the day to day us often better than our families do because they are more aware of the events and pressures we experience while at work. If we get along with these colleagues we think of them as friends. Sometimes these relationships end when you move on and sometimes they don't. Whatever happens consider yourself blessed to have had these folks in your life.
We have others who may be neighbors or acquaintances that we become very tight with for a period of time when one can offer the other support or assistance through a life crisis. Once the crisis is over the relationship may fade or dissolve completely for no apparent reason. It doesn't mean that relationship was not valid. It just means that it has run it's course.
And as to those lifelong friends... they are indeed the family of your heart. You want to share your happiness and tears with them. They know you better than you know yourself. You can call them at 3:00 am and share a problem. They won't hang up on you. They will travel thousands of miles to share a life event. They know your history and you don't have to explain the background of a situation to them because they already know it. They don't make fun of your opinions even if they don't agree with them. They are the people you want to clear your computer history if you die. You can trust them with pin numbers and passwords. They will come and sit while you are in the hospital just so you won't be lonely. You can be in a room with them and not have to talk because you are both at the point where silence is as companionable as conversation. You can call them after not talking for months and pick up as though you spoke yesterday. They love you with no questions asked and you trust them with not only your dreams but your disappointments as well.
You're lucky if you have a single friend like that in your life and if you have more than one such friend consider your life a miracle.
I'm a very lucky person to have remarkable women as my friends and they know who they are.
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Wednesday 10/26/2011
I haven't been here for a while but there really hasn't been much to talk about recently. Anyway I'm here now so we'll see where this goes.
I went to the movies with my friend Kitty yesterday to see THE MIGHTY MACS. A story about the first woman's basketball team to win a national NCAA title. That was back in 1972. When you look at the movie you realize just how far women's sports have come in the last 40 years. We have a lot of dedicated women and Title 9 to thank for that but I digress. The movie made me chuckle to see the uniforms the Macs had to wear. (They were so similar to the gym uniforms I wore in high school. And they were the same style my high school team wore. I was a huge fan of girls basketball back when I was in high school. From sophomore year until I graduated I never missed a game my school played. The Bambis of St. Huberts were a great team and a lot of fun to cheer for. It was a tough game and I think it ruined me because I haven't ever warmed up to men's basketball. It just has never seemed quite as exciting.) But to get back to the movie.... It wasn't what you would call unforgettable cinema but it was a good movie. You can take the family and not have to worry about any inappropriate content. I recommend the movie to anyone with a love of sports but with movie prices being what they are you may want to wait for the DVD or cable TV to catch it.
Sunday night on 60 minutes there was a fantastic story about the impact that iPads have had on autistic children and their ability to communicate. Here is a link to the CBS site for the show. If you know anyone affected by autism you may want to take a look. http://www.cbs.com/primetime/60_minutes/
Here is a link for a beautiful song by Adele. Christian, the 2 yr old my sister watches loves her and calls her The Girl. She has replaced Beiber in his list of videos to watch before his daily nap time.
I went to the movies with my friend Kitty yesterday to see THE MIGHTY MACS. A story about the first woman's basketball team to win a national NCAA title. That was back in 1972. When you look at the movie you realize just how far women's sports have come in the last 40 years. We have a lot of dedicated women and Title 9 to thank for that but I digress. The movie made me chuckle to see the uniforms the Macs had to wear. (They were so similar to the gym uniforms I wore in high school. And they were the same style my high school team wore. I was a huge fan of girls basketball back when I was in high school. From sophomore year until I graduated I never missed a game my school played. The Bambis of St. Huberts were a great team and a lot of fun to cheer for. It was a tough game and I think it ruined me because I haven't ever warmed up to men's basketball. It just has never seemed quite as exciting.) But to get back to the movie.... It wasn't what you would call unforgettable cinema but it was a good movie. You can take the family and not have to worry about any inappropriate content. I recommend the movie to anyone with a love of sports but with movie prices being what they are you may want to wait for the DVD or cable TV to catch it.
Sunday night on 60 minutes there was a fantastic story about the impact that iPads have had on autistic children and their ability to communicate. Here is a link to the CBS site for the show. If you know anyone affected by autism you may want to take a look. http://www.cbs.com/primetime/60_minutes/
Here is a link for a beautiful song by Adele. Christian, the 2 yr old my sister watches loves her and calls her The Girl. She has replaced Beiber in his list of videos to watch before his daily nap time.
www.youtube.com
Music video by Adele performing Someone Like You. (C) 2011 XL Recordings Ltd
Sunday, October 9, 2011
Sunday 10/09/2011
Hi all. I haven't been here for a while because I really have not had a lot to say. It is Sunday and the other night the Phillies lost to the Cardinals and knocked themselves out of the race for the pennant. This is particularly galling since they had the best season ever. They had won 102 games and were in first place in their division for the majority of the season and then they chocked in the playoffs. We can always say wait till next year but we still need to have a wake to bury the hopes and dreams still floating in our psyche for this year. 2011 season RIP.
This week we also saw the passing of Steve Jobs. I may not own an Apple product but the technology he introduced with his products still pervades our everyday lives. If you have a smart phone or an MP3 player you have Mr. Jobs to thank. And don't forget Pixar. It was Steve Jobs who financed the little picture studio that could. Without him we may not have known Woody or Buzz Lightyear. We would never have searched for Nemo or gone exploring the world in a house floating through the clouds via balloons. I thank him for his ideas and for making the world a better place.
Roger Williams has also passed away from pancreatic cancer. He is another artist I listened to growing up. I think of him more for Born Free but Autumn Leaves was his best selling record. He really could play the piano. Take a few moments to enjoy a lovely piece.
http://youtu.be/phrTbHBzKIc
The new TV season....we're almost 3 weeks into it and there is not really any new show that is EXCITING. I like A Gifted Man and Person of Interest but if I miss them I don't really mind. My favorites remain NCIS, The Good Wife and The Big Bang Theory. There are other shows I enjoy but I get bent out of shape if I miss those three. And I did forget PRIME SUSPECT. I'm not used to it being there on Thursday night yet but I really do like it. Maria Bello is really fantastic in it. I have to watch Dexter later today. I hope this year my favorite serial killer gets back to his roots.
I hope you all have a wonderful week.
This week we also saw the passing of Steve Jobs. I may not own an Apple product but the technology he introduced with his products still pervades our everyday lives. If you have a smart phone or an MP3 player you have Mr. Jobs to thank. And don't forget Pixar. It was Steve Jobs who financed the little picture studio that could. Without him we may not have known Woody or Buzz Lightyear. We would never have searched for Nemo or gone exploring the world in a house floating through the clouds via balloons. I thank him for his ideas and for making the world a better place.
Roger Williams has also passed away from pancreatic cancer. He is another artist I listened to growing up. I think of him more for Born Free but Autumn Leaves was his best selling record. He really could play the piano. Take a few moments to enjoy a lovely piece.
http://youtu.be/phrTbHBzKIc
The new TV season....we're almost 3 weeks into it and there is not really any new show that is EXCITING. I like A Gifted Man and Person of Interest but if I miss them I don't really mind. My favorites remain NCIS, The Good Wife and The Big Bang Theory. There are other shows I enjoy but I get bent out of shape if I miss those three. And I did forget PRIME SUSPECT. I'm not used to it being there on Thursday night yet but I really do like it. Maria Bello is really fantastic in it. I have to watch Dexter later today. I hope this year my favorite serial killer gets back to his roots.
I hope you all have a wonderful week.
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