has every damned episode of a lot of old TV sitcoms, and I have been enjoying them a good deal.

One of my favorites has always been Nanny and the Professor. Only on for a couple sesons, it was outshone by the Partridge Family and the Brady Bunch.

Still: Juliet Mills always wore blouses that allowd a glimpse of her undergarments. And that accent- to this day, a woman with that kind of accent talks to me, even briefly, I just take out my wallet and give it to her. Juliet was a lot easier on the eyes and a lot less shrill than her sister Hayley, and she was all over the place- she won an emmy for a soap opera, she was the doctor in the TV series “Born Free”, where you occasionally got a glimpse of her well turned backside in a pair of khakis. I’d know that haircut and cheekbones anywhere, and if she showed up here wearing that inverness cape and matching deerstalker, I would be on that like white on rice.

Thankfully, she’s not studying me, and that’s a good thing. But the Ogwife has gotten into the series and is bingewatching them. Worse things have happened. I just passed by the room a moment ago; and Hal (the 12 year old)is trying to chase off a neighbor girl who is sweet on him.

Hal:”Now get out of here, Francine, This is only for guys”
Francine: “It’s a free country”
Hal:”Good. Why don’t you go see the rest of it”

Forty years later, this thing still has it’s moments. And Juliet. Yow.