I suppose it all started with the show, “Orange Is The New Black.” I kept hearing everyone rave about it and a friend of mine pleaded with me to watch it already. When I searched Apple TV (our go-to TV/Movie watching system), I couldn’t find it. That’s when I discovered it was only available on Netflix.
I hadn’t been a member of Netflix for years, not since the days of ordering DVDs from them through the mail. We’ve been Apple TV devotees for a while now and have loved the convenience of streaming a multitude of movies and TV shows right into our family room with just the press of a few buttons on the remote. Netflix seemed so last decade to me.
When I mentioned to another friend that I was too cheap to join Netflix just to watch one particular show, she and and yet another friend took it upon themselves to make sure I didn’t deprive myself: they ordered me a one-year subscription to it.
I was so touched by their gesture and knew that I did not want their gift to go to waste. I immediately downloaded the App and cuddled up with my iPad at 10pm that night so I could watch “Orange Is The New Black.”
I was hooked after the first episode. I kept my 10pm “date” with my iPad almost every night so that I could watch the first season of this series in its entirety.
When I finished watching the full season, I was not only bummed that it was over and I’d have to wait until a new season, but I was a bit lost.
Now what was I supposed to watch?
I browsed around the other TV shows and before I knew it, I had a list of shows that I had never seen, but had always heard were excellent.
I am currently cruising through episodes of the series, “Parenthood.” Next up will be “Breaking Bad.”
And so, you’re probably wondering how the rest of us became Netflix binge-watchers too. Well, those treatment days at the hospital are loooong. There’s only so much Spongebob and iPhone games that a boy can take. One day I offered Little Dude my iPad to see if he’d want to watch a show and before I knew it, he was a Netflix junkie too.
The other night I suggested to my husband that we watch the series, “Friday Night Lights” with the boys, because hey, who doesn’t love a good football plot line? The outcome of that experiment?
Let’s just say we are now a family of five that needs to enter a Netflix rehab facility…but we won’t check in until AFTER we finish Season five.