A New Family Video...

More G-TV... summer edition this time. Much love to N for slaving over Final Cut for hours to make this episode.

It wasn't the last time I saw him on TV...

...but it was, perhaps, one of the most memorable. I was in a hotel room in Boston and desperate to go to bed, but the Indiana precincts were not sending in their vote totals in a timely way. Still, when Tim came on and announced, "We now know the nominee," I went to sleep with a smile on my face, certain that Tim wouldn't say it with such confidence if it weren't true. Rest in Peace. I'll miss you -- especially as I watch the race from here to November. I might even cheer for the Bills for you, just once . . .

From Here It Gets Happier, Right?

So there have been two new episodes of Army Wives this season and both have caused my cheeks to be covered in tears from the cold open through the final credits. At the end of last season there was a bombing in the local bar and we eventually learned over the course of that first episode this season that Amanda Holden had died. She was the eighteen-year-old daughter of Claudia Joy Holden -- the general's wife. And now she's gone. And watching that sort of grief grabs me some place down way too deep. Tonight, I even thought about turning the TV off. Here's why: I cannot think of a single thing in the world that I fear more than losing my child. And watching that on TV is really hard.

With Canterbury's Law, the grief began with the first episode of the show and turned me off immediately. With Army Wives, on the other hand, I already care about the characters and so I am compelled to keep watching. Just promise me, please, that it gets a little happier from here on out.