I make it no secret that I love television.
Clearly, I love my drama shows. Love them. They are all my personal friends and I refuse to believe that it’s all pretend.
(Yes, I am referring to Meredith and Derrick. Thanks for asking).
I also love a good comedy…although I must admit that it seems that the 30 minute family sitcom is few and far between. I have 3 comedy’s that I watch and 3 dramas that I watch every week.
(Hello Michael Scott).
While I love these shows, I’ve gotta be honest, Say Yes to the Dress on TLC is my most favorite show.
Too much? I think not.
Apparently I’m obsessed with wedding dresses.
Totally and completely obsessed.
Granted, I love, love, love all things weddings, so it’s not completely odd, but I’m normally more into the wedding details, rather than the obvious things…like the dress.
Thanks to this show, I simply must have a renewal ceremony of our vows every 10 years.
Do you think that would be overdoing it?
Nah.
After I drool over the beautiful wedding dresses I cry over A Baby Story.
When I say cry, I mean cry. Like big ugly crying that ends with black mascara running down my cheeks. It kills me every time.
My latest love? Actually, love is strong. It’s more like a train wreck that I am glued to and can’t look away. You guessed it, Toddlers and Tiaras. I’m torn between calling Child Protective Services and laughing hysterically at these completely ridiculous people. My favorite line so far you ask? That’s easy. “My goal in life is to have my daughter become Miss America.”
Really? Really? Really?
Is she being paid? There is no way that that is her life’s goal.
Also? Said child is 15 months old.
Now remember that My Bitzy is 14 months old. Just thinking about doing the things to my baby that this crazy mama is doing to her baby makes me cringe. For one thing, Bitzy would have none of it. Things like baby fake nails, blow drying and curling hair, and duct taping a dress to her tiny little body wouldn’t exactly fly with my girl. Bitzy has no tolerance for getting her clothes changed, much less any of the above activities. Again, CPS anyone?
Also? She actually said, “I just don’t know how my girl will react if she doesn’t win. She loves to win.” I hate to break it to this insane mama, but if you’re kid is 15 months old I’m not quite convinced that she’ll be heartbroken if she doesn’t win the crown. Give the child some goldfish crackers and some milk and she’ll survive.
Then there’s My Strange Addiction.
Oh my.
“I’m addicted to wearing fur suits.”
“I’m addicted to pulling out my hair.”
“I’m addicted to eating couch cushions.”
“I’m addicted to eating toilet paper.”
“I’m addicted to eating laundry detergent.”
Need I say more?
Well, maybe that my strange addiction is watching crazy shows on TLC.
There, I said it.
TLC is awesome. Way awesome.
