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I watch American Dreams…and I’m not afraid to admit it. Sure, it’s hipper and more cool to watch Desperate Housewives and Lost…Hell, I even admit to watching LAX. But American Dreams? No one thinks that show is hot and sexy. I didn’t even start watching it until the second season, probably because my mom said it was one of her favorite shows and, no offense Mom, but I was expecting something more like Touched By an Angel or Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman so I avoided the show like the plague.

At first, I imagine the show could have fallen just to the right of goody-goody but now that we’ve truly entered the Turbulent 60s, the show is introducing interracial romantic attraction, free-thinking Catholic nuns, the first hints of the women’s movement, sharp-dressed homosexuals of the Rock Hudson persuasion and my personal favorite, good-girl-gone-bad Meg Pryor smoking pot, getting into trouble and turning into a general rebel-rouser. Sure, her teacher may have gotten fired (do nuns get fired?) for encouraging Meg to turn perennial school play Henry V into an anti-war protest, but Meg’s the one who kept the momentum going when Father HardAss tried to shut the production down.

I’m waiting for them to do something with younger sister Patty…she’s just a room-filler, in my opinion. Even when they try to give her character a storyline, it still makes me want to change the channels…after pulling her hair. Patty’s abrasive and rude and a complete know-it-all. The UberHusband said, “You didn’t have a younger sister, did you?” when I complained once about how annoying Patty was. No, I didn’t…thank God. Are all younger sisters like that? Blech.

This show is all about Mom, Dad, older Marine brother JJ and Meg…and that’s fine by me. The attempts at showing the integration of the African-American (Black? What was the term in the 60s?) community in Philadelphia plays like something out of a textbook of how the politically correct viewed the Turbulent 60s from a minority perspective. That’s my only big problem with the show. Oh wait…Nicole Richie as the lead singer of The Exciters…that was my other big problem.

I really want JJ to come home and be with Beth and their baby…but the preview for next week informed me that the Pryor family will get the news that JJ is MIA. Gee…thanks, NBC. Boo.