Oh, dear. When Johnny Cash was mentioned on TV this afternoon, Ysabela asked who he was. I was in shock. Obviously, there are some gaps in her musical education! I checked the guide channel, and lo, and behold, there was paid programming about old country music. She got to see a young Johnny Cash, Marty Robbins, Porter Wagoner, Dolly Parton and Tammy Wynette. We sat there for half an hour listening to the music, laughing at some of the costumes and singing along with songs I recognized. I was ready to switch channels, but Ysabela was having none of that! We sat through another half an hour of old rock and roll. She was thrilled to see Elvis and hear Ritchie Valens, Fats Domino and Little Richard. The next thirty minutes were filled with the golden oldies from the fifties…..I reminded her that some of those songs were used in Grease and Dirty Dancin’. The blank look on her face convinced me that we need to see those two movies. Soon.

I have abandoned my seat at the desk in front of the TV because I am not into folk music at all. John Denver turns my stomach, and Peter, Paul and Mary make me want to vomit. Ysabela has firm control of the remote. I have to find a way to take control of the television again! Enough is enough! Now to find those movies….

Bela guarding the remote!