We've had a change in plans for the no-glow experiment. Friday nights in this house belong to WWE Smackdown. In 2026, they tell us we should spend less time in front of screens, but I'd argue that when the whole family - Ryan, the girls, and even Angel and Chris (from afar) gather around shouting at the TV, it's as analog as it gets. For us, it's not about the blue light. It's about the shared adrenaline. It's about the predictions. It's about the collective "OMG" when a finisher hits.
There's something special about the tradition of a Friday night match that brings out the best (and loudest) versions of us. it's the one time of the week where the mental load is put on pause and we just let ourselves be fans.
Tonight's vibe:
- Snack status: Pizza and a veggie tray
- The house divided: Is it Cody and Randy or Sami and KO?
- The memory: Looing over to see Mack and Mads just as invested in the storylines today as they were when Booker T was in the ring...
Some traditions are meant to be 'glowy.' We'll get back to the candles and Legos tomorrow - tonight, we're here for the MAIN EVENT.
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