"The Dweeb." That's how my Dad affectionately refers to Judging Amy, a TV show that my mom and I have come to really enjoy. They're running re-runs on TNT between 12:00 and 2:00 each afternoon. When I was home for a few months, part of my and my mom's routine was to break for lunch just in time to watch an episode (or sometimes two...) while we ate. Then I left to come back to South Africa...

Thankfully, I came home with the entire show on DVD!

Last night I popped a disc in, and ended up watching 7 episodes! It's not quite the same without my mom. Although, I must admit, it was much more enjoyable without all my dad's rude remarks about how stupid the show is. "The Dweeb?! You're watching the Dweeb?!" I can hear him now...

Granted, it actually would've been nice to hear his comments...