Greetings friends! With a kiss and a hug, I say hello to all of you fine people and invite you to take my hand and go down memory lane. Where you may ask? To a more wholesome time in television, where the number of primetime fatalities was low, the sex scenes were reserved for late nights on HBO and ‘skinemax’, and the scandals only took place in a high school lockeroom.

The reason for my reminiscent disposition is the announcement today that everyone’s favorite extended family on Full House will be returning on Netflix (everything they touch turns to gold!) for a reunion and spinoff special, and I must say I was quite excited! Being of the iconic TGIF generation, which for those of you who don’t remember included a Friday night lineup of family friendly shows with virtuous characters and storylines like Family Matters, the aforementioned Full House, and Step by Step, I relish the type of programming  that had fun, entertaintaining, wholesome tales with a nice, tidy little moral at the end of the 30 minutes. On Friday nights before I had my license in hand, it was a guarantee that I was in front of the TV with my sisters seeing what hijinx Steve Urkel was up to that week, and I am very sure my mother was happy to that we had youth friendly television to fill our night with.

However, as anyone who watches TV between the hours of 7 pm and 10 pm is aware, the glory days of the 90s marvel TGIF are certainly over. So while I respect the right of Raymond Reddington to violently kill the Blacklist villain of the week or Annalise Keating of How to Get Away with Murder to get a little something-something in her legal office from a chocolate skinned gentleman, I long for the days where there was actually programming suitable for the whole family, even those family members whose age is in the single digits. Currently only having a little one with 4 legs, I shutter to think of what parents of today face when allowing their children control of the remote as primetime television seems to be fraught with the three Ss: sex, scandal, and sin.

So with the more wholesome days of TV behind us, I sit back and secretly wish for Saturday mornings that included the Saved by the Bell gang and the Zack-Slater-Kelly love triangle, the nights where Corey Matthews met ‘The World’, and the times where an uncomfortable number of extended family members lived under one roof and lived happily ever after (see: the Tanners or the Step by Step clan). Television, dare I say we bring back a little glee to the small screen and give the next generation of youth some chicken soup for the soul? I now command a TGIF revolution!! Oh wait, did I do that? ; )