|Long and rambly randomness
||[Nov. 20th, 2007|10:29 pm]
second reality tv show of the night. My patheticness knows no bounds. It doesn't even count that I'm eating something relatively healthy; some low-fat provolone on a toasty english muffin. Any points the low-fat provolone wins me are totally lost by the butter I slathered on the sourdough not-even-close-to-whole-wheat muffin. In my defense, the store was out of whole wheat english muffins. Seriously. I even looked behind stuff. In the bread aisle.I am breaking my no-food-after-9:00pm rule while watching my |
The Boy went to have his first real sleepover at my cousin's house this evening. Husband is on his way over there now to bring him home. Apparently, everything was going fine until it was time to actually go to bed, when he told my cousin, I can sleep in a bed with Mommy, and I can sleep in a bed with Daddy, but I can't sleep in a bed with C. (C is his cousin). On the walk home, the truth came out - C was grabbing The Boy's feet under the covers and it reminded him too much of a Goosebumps book he and Husband are reading. I'm perfectly OK with letting him be too young for sleepovers for a little while longer.
Oh, about the reality tv. One of the shows I watched was The Bachelor, which is not a show I watch. But last night there wasn't anything else on and I was too lazy to turn off the tv, so I caught the final show. And normally I would be rolling my eyes, but everyone was just so sad that it sucked me in. So of course I had to watch the "after the rose" show tonight. The whole thing made perfect sense to me; I said last night that he probably felt like since he cared for both of them so much it felt like he didn't really care for either one enough. But I have to say I really liked Deanna. And tonight it was freaky scary, because she was totally channeling me. Well, me if I were a really young and pretty brunette. But the things she said, and the way she said them, was me all over.
The other show was Dancing with the Stars, which I sort of watch. Meaning, I watch it when I can get dibs on the tv, or remember to tape it and find time to watch the tape later. I gave up on it last season because frankly no one was very good or even interesting, but this season was awesome. And tonight the guests were Avril Lavine and Michael Flatley. I think it would have been hysterical if Michael Flatley had danced to Avril Lavine's singing, but no such luck. It was still loads of fun watching Michael. It made me want to see Lord of the Dance again. Live. You gotta see it live, because the filmed version's sucky camera work really doesn't do it justice. And is it just me, or does Avril always look like she's thinking, I'm gonna kill my agent for booking this gig.