Biffer told me months ago that I should watch Schitt’s Creek. I watched two episodes and hated it.

Teara told me she loves Schitt’s Creek. I said I watched two episodes and hated it. I said it was painful and we could barely make it through the second episode.

Everyone told me I should watch Schitt’s Creek and in my head I thought, “I don’t get it, that show is terrible!”

Then it won every single award at the Emmy’s and I’m like, “Seriously, wtf?”

So we were approaching the end of Homeland (Thank the Lord, because I haven’t paid attention to that dumb show for the last three seasons. My Wordscapes game is strong at 104,214.) and PJ asked what we should watch next because our beloved What We Do In The Shadows isn’t back until APRIL 😭😭😭😭

I told him that since Biff, Teara, and everyone else in the world loved Schitt’s Creek, we needed to give it another try.

He thinks I don’t know him better than he knows himself and denies this, but I could tell he was trying to pull his “TV show avoidance” routine hoping I’d forget or give up on wanting to watch it.

The first night we planned on starting it, he “happened” to stumble on an ad for one of my favorite shows, Shark Tank.

“Ooh guess what’s back tonight? Shark Tank!”

Now I know he loves Mr. Wonderful, horny Barb, Mark Cuban (who we affectionately refer to as Frankenstein), and our fave, Daymond John (seriously, the show is exponentially better when he’s on it), as much as I do, but his over-the-top joyousness reeked of him trying to get me to say we’d watch that instead of Schitt’s Creek and then I’d eventually forget I wanted to watch it in the first place.

Well it worked. We watched Shark Tank and immediately following it was a special on John Lennon. So as if I’d say no 🙄 he asked if I wanted to watch it.

Now I love The Beatles – not necessarily John; George was always my favorite – but 20/20 should be ashamed of themselves for this episode. The nerve of them to take 2 HOURS and fill it with the same regurgitated stuff that even a non-Beatles fan would know.

Obviously I fell asleep. When it was finally over, I announced that it was the most boring documentary I’d ever seen (and I’ve seen Al Gore’s An Inconvenient Truth) – PJ agreed.

Last night, he asked if I wanted to watch Schitt’s Creek. I said “YES!” and finally let him know that I was on to him and no matter how he tried to deter me, we were going to watch it. He claims that wasn’t his plan.

Well he put it on, and surprisingly, it was funny from the very beginning. And strangely, I couldn’t recall one single moment of it.

I said, “I don’t remember any of this. Maybe we started on the wrong episode last time?” He agreed. But then as it went on he said he did remember it and maybe I fell asleep.

Now I fall asleep during pretty much everything we watch, but not usually in the first minute.

Then when Chris Elliot, one of my favorite actors since the show Get a Life, appeared on-screen, I said, “No way. There’s no way I would’ve hated a show with Chris Elliot. I have never seen this show.”

I don’t know what kind of sorcery PJ has resorted to when it comes to getting me to not want to watch shows that he doesn’t want to watch, but this was really freaking me out. Not only was I convinced I hated Schitt’s Creek, but I *thought* I watched two episodes and could barely make it through the second.

Maybe he slipped a roofie in my water and whispered bad things in my ear as I slept. Maybe we started watching it on a night that I had one too many drinky-poos with Pa. I don’t know. But I would like to know what show I actually did watch and hated, because I’m starting to think I have some sort of brain injury.

One thing I know for sure is that Schitt’s Creek is officially my new favorite show and I swear it’s not because I’m just jumping on the bandwagon. The way Chris Elliot talks thisclose to Eugene Levy in every scene they’re in together is comedy gold right there. And David 😍 Oh David. Where have you been all my life.

Like many things, I am reallllyyy late to this party, but I’m glad I didn’t let PJ beat me down like he did with another show I loved, The Last Man on Earth. Maybe I’ll force him to binge watch that with me. I miss Thandie and the gang. And considering I stuck through 6,000 seasons of Homeland with him, I definitely deserve it.