A few months ago we made the BIG switch to all digital everything in our home. Digital cable, digital phone, and Internet all with the same provider...you can guess which one. While we had been digital cable customers for several years, bundling the all three services would save us nearly $100 per month, a savings we could not pass up.
[Especially with the those new iTunes charges for my husband...I'm just sayin'. honey.]
With our recent "upgrade" to all digital, came a subscription to STARZ...and all of the OnDemand STARZ programming we could ask for. At first I thought someone at the cable company had made a mistake, giving us this for free. But then I learned that it was part of the package and that I was not, darn it, getting anything for nothing - like I had hoped.
I'm kind of a sucker for getting something for nothing.
Love of the OnDemand is no stranger in our home, never has been. With this new channel to chose from, my kids (and their parents, cough cough) had even more choices - because we all know that there are just not enough choices in our television programming, right?
[I'll refrain from mentioning that we had 13 channels (13!) until I was in 5th grade. How did I ever survive?]
On the 2nd day of back to school after the long winter break, Katie finally had the TV all to herself.
"I want to watch a moooooovie!" She proclaimed after wolfing down her usual, waffles and banana breakfast.
"OK, which one do you want to watch?" I asked her, thinking she'd pick from the arsenal of DVDs stored in the cabinet under the TV.
"Hannah Montana on OnDemand," she said, like I should have known, duh. I didn't even know there was such a thing on our OnDemand menu and I suppose I have one of her OnDemand obsessed older brothers to thank for imparting that knowledge unto her.
As I searched the "free movies" and the "movies and events" sections, I started to worry, for there was no Hannah Montana to be found. Although we'd, so far, avoided the whole Hannah Montana craze at our home, I had friends with daughters who were Hannah obsessed and I knew the ramifications if I did not find this coveted film and find it fast!
Finally, I located it in none other than the STARZ category. Whew! I thought to myself as I requested the movie, settled my daughter in for an hour of completely pure and delightful little girl entertainment (no matter what the tabloids say, she doesn't read those yet - she's too young) and wandered downstairs to check my email.
Fifteen minutes later she sprang up behind my computer chair.
One hand on her hip.
One hand on the back of her head.
She flipped her wild and crazy hair in a way I have never seen and popped her behind to the left as if she were channeling Madonna's early, Like a Virgin and Lucky Star, days.
I raised one eyebrow, or at least attempted to - this is a skill I've never really been able to master - and asked her where she got those moves.
"From Hannah Montana!" She screeched.
She was beside herself.
It's moments like these (summoning my inner Laura Ingalls Wilder), when I wished we lived on the prairie...milked our own cows, grew our own crops, sewed our own clothes and used candles to see in the night. Not an OnDemand or a Hannah Montana in sight.