When I was growing up, Sundays meant church, then to granny’s house for a late breakfast, the best breakfast.

Eggs, bacon and biscuits, if she didn’t burn them, and of course some jelly for my sweet tooth were always on the menu.

She’d ask us about life, whether it be school or picking at us about having boyfriends, and we’d watch TV or read the paper, well, sort of.

She received the Danville Register and Bee’s Sunday paper, and for me, that meant comic strips.

I couldn’t wait to read what was going on in Dennis the Menace’s world or what Hi and Lois had been up to.

My dad would sit with the “real paper,” and I’d mimic him with my comic strip.

Life was good.

Other than that, I would use the paper to check out the TV guide to see when the newest Lizzie McGuire or the next Teen Choice Awards was coming on.

This was before the times of DVR, and at my house, we didn’t even have a guide.

I honestly never saw a television like ours in any other household, and I couldn’t even tell you what it was.

Which honestly, we didn’t even get DVR until the past couple of years.

We were behind the times.

The only other time you would catch a paper in my hand was when I wanted to check the movie times for the World of Sports or when they would be having their next lock-in.

Because let’s face it, I already knew each Friday where I would be.

I would be spending my $10 allowance on two games of bowling and a basket of cheese fries.

My mother would grab the papers a lot in the evening, flip it open to page two on our island in the kitchen just to see who recently passed away and if we recognized any names in the arrests.

It was like gossip for us.

We’d read the arrests then try to guess what exactly they did, or we’d laugh about how we weren’t surprised to see them listed.

But, back then newspapers were lame to a young me.

All I needed was my friends to tell me the latest gossip.

But, I did always like media. You could catch me anytime walking around with my “Talkgirl” recorder pretending I was on the radio.

I know I’m young, but hey, I can still reminisce too.