I used to watch alot of Fanny at my Nana’s house

Plenty of sick days from Grade School were spent at my Nana’s in Tampa watching this show from her king sized bed. I think it was on at 1pm while she was watching Days of Our Lives in the other room. (Side note – I threw up on her new carpet one day and while she was yelling at me for puking she started throwing up too. As a result, if it was “Bridge” day, I’d sleep in the back of her car in her friends driveway while they were inside drinking Martini’s and playing cards. The ladies were afraid I had a weak stomach and would ruin their carpet.)