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I have a confession to make. I have been watching way too much television during this pandemic. Way, way too much. Yes, it probably stems from not being allowed to watch television when I was younger. Perhaps it has to do with the fact that I have two sons who no longer believe in the evil that is television, and I am just trying to annoy them (which, I know, is a very mature thing to do — but do you have any other suggestions?).

I have even joined a Facebook page that is called “confessions of a jewish television addict,” or something to that effect. It is a bunch of like-minded women who also watching too much television and use this Facebook platform as a way to discuss shows and recommend or review other shows. The members are very respectful about spoiler alerts, which means that no one wants to ruin anything for anyone.

Over the past few months, I have watched a series of series. The only one that I will admit to is “Fauda,” because that one is actually age appropriate, as opposed to the other ones, which I am about 35 years too old to be watching. For those of you who have not watched “Fauda,” I won’t ruin anything for you. But I will tell you that after you watch all three seasons (or even just one), you will think that every car is following you and has a member of a terrorist organization in it.

Husband #1 finally agreed to watch it and now we watch it together. “What happens now?” “Who is going to die?” “Should I cover my eyes?” Those are just a few of the questions he asks. Fortunately, I don’t really remember everything, so I just play along like I am watching it for the first time too. (And I am such a good wife that I would never ruin the show for him.) We have one more season, and for those of you who have seen it, husband #1 is not going to be happy.

I became so obsessed with the show, and what other Orthodox Jews thought of it, that I met with a former Israeli soldier and her mother (and an objective third party) to discuss what others think of it. The soldier told me that most Israelis like it, which I was happy to hear. But it is really intense, which is probably why the other shows and movies that I have watched transport me back to high school and a time where all was right with the world. Or at least I was protected enough to think that everything was alright with the world. Ahh, remember that time in your life?

This brings us to the Academy Award-winning film “The Kissing Booth.” And I am being sarcastic when I say Academy Award-winning. “The Kissing Booth” is clearly a film for teenagers, because it takes place in a high school. Of course all of the actors are probably in their 30s, but that is for another time. But this is what made me realize that I am too old to be watching this film — the woman who plays the mother of the heartthrob is Molly Ringwald.

Molly Ringwald.

Molly Ringwald is now old enough to play the mother of a boy in high school.

First this struck me as the total miscasting of an actor, but then it hit me that Molly, in real life, is probably a few years older than I am, and that I have three boys who have already graduated from high school!!! When did that happen?? Molly was the love interest in the movies that I used to watch when I was IN high school. “16 Candles” is the movie I watched almost 15 times consecutively with my friend Annie when we were 15. Molly was the star. I can still recite almost every line by heart, which is impressive because I don’t remember what I had for breakfast….

So, yes, I admit, I watched “The Kissing Booth” and its compelling sequel, “The Kissing Booth 2.” (Don’t worry, “Kissing Booth 3” is coming out next year.) And for just a few hours, I was transported back in time to when my friends and I did ridiculous adolescent things, and the toughest thing we had to worry about was taking a math test.

Good times. Here’s hoping life goes back to normal very, very soon.

Banji Ganchrow of Teaneck highly recommends the series “Never have I ever,” just don’t tell anyone she told you to watch it….

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