My lil’ baby daughter is a month old today. God! Seems like she’s always been here, but also like she was born yesterday. She slept four hours at a stretch last night. Right on, Deignan!
Here’s the sad thing. The TV is on so much that I can tell the time any hour of the day by the show that’s on. It’s my most sustained contact with the outside world.
This is my day:
The Today Show |
7–9 a.m. |
The Phil Donahue Show |
9–10 |
Joker’s Wild |
10–10:30 |
Now You See It |
10:30–11 |
Winning Streak |
11–11:30 |
Hollywood Squares |
11:30–12 |
News |
12–12:30 p.m. |
Merv Griffin |
12:30–2 |
Newlywed Game |
2–2:30 |
Truth or Consequences |
2:30–3 |
The Price Is Right |
3–3:30 |
The Match Game ’74 |
3:30–4 |
Bewitched |
4–4:30 |
Mike Douglas |
4:30–6 |
News |
6 |
But in two more weeks, Ms. Miles will be starting and I will have a bit more freedom. The trip is I’m already starting to feel guilty about leaving the baby! Life is so complex.