“Welton has officially aged us 30 years overnight”

Y’all, let me set the scene because apparently Welton has decided we are 80 years old now. 😂

Back in the OLD days — and when I say old, I mean console TVs, three channels, and a remote control ATTACHED TO THE TV WITH A WIRE old — there was a show called The Rockford Files.

My grandmother LOVED that show. It was one of her absolute favorites, so naturally I watched plenty of it growing up. And honestly, nothing says childhood like sitting in front of a giant piece of furniture pretending to be a television while somebody stretches a 14-foot remote-control cord across the living room. 😂

Well, Welton just informed me that apparently they’re bringing The Rockford Files back. You know how they remake all the old shows like Magnum P.I. for a new generation? Yep. Apparently Rockford is getting his turn.

So guess what we’re doing today?

A ROCKFORD FILES MARATHON.

Because obviously we need to “catch up” on a television show that originally aired when dinosaurs roamed the earth.

I don’t know exactly when this happened, but somewhere along the way our weekend plans went from going out and doing fun shit to “Honey, let’s watch The Rockford Files.”

Next weekend I assume we’ll be eating dinner at 4:30, checking our blood pressure, and yelling at neighborhood kids to get off the lawn.

Thanks, Welton. 😂😂😂