Sunday, April 25, 2010

Pretty Wild and Other Stupid Things

I'm pretty convinced that reality TV has hit an all time low. The new "E" show "Pretty Wild" is proof of that.

Three spoiled little rich girls (and one them is a thief) and none of them has a concept of reality. Or a least reality outside of their own special made up little world.

(Here are the spoiled brats. Don't ask me which one's the thief because I can't tell the morons apart. They might as well be the same person because they act exactly the same: spoiled and whiny. Basically everything we should strive to be like)


Apparently, as a society we've become bored with mom's dressing their 4-year-old daughters in outfits a grown woman wouldn't wear and parents raising their 14 kids on national television.

No, we need a show with spoiled kids who think the whole world owes them and then get paid as proof of that. Its disturbing to no end. All this show is proving is that "hey, I can break into a few celebrities houses with my friends, steal a good chunk of change, and I'll get my own show".

I'm curious as to what happened to actual talent. Does it even exist out there anymore? Or if your life is interesting enough other people will want to see you on TV? Whatever happened to leaving some things to the imagination? Am I just being old school or do I seem entirely disgruntled?

I think Hollywood and some entertainment have gone completely overboard. Is it really too much to ask not to post a picture of some celebrity sneezing and say they're "just like us"? They're human so wouldn't they already be? Just because they're famous doesn't make they a different breed of people that are somehow better than the rest of the world. They're just paid more.



Okay, I feel a little better now, so I'm done with my mini-rant.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

A Weakness

A weaknesses of mine, besides my boo's cutie pie grin, are design shows. It doesn't matter if it's home or fashion, I'm not entirely picky. There's something about the designing world that peaks my interest. Not sure what it is, but I love fashion and design shows.

Maybe it sets off the creative side of my brain.

HGTV is only my daily watch list, especially House Hunters and House Hunters International. Bravo's on the TV list, too, just because of shows like Kell on Earth, The Rachel Zoe Project, and my new favorite, 9 by Design. Seriously, I cannot even begin to explain how much I love the houses they've designed.

This are a few pictures from their new house in New York:




And they have 7 kids.

Oddly enough, I cannot stand Project Runway. I don't know why, but I think it has to do with the whole "getting voted off because you're just not good enough" thing. I feel the same way about Design Star. Yet, I have no issues with Top Chef. Go figure.
Those shows make me wish I had a bigger budget for design. And more time on my hands to do it. *le sigh*

Friday, March 26, 2010

Singing in the car

There are plenty of people who demurely sit in their cars and just listen to the songs or maybe just the news. You might see an occasional bob of the head or even lips move, but for the most part, there's no indication that occupants of the car are up to anything.

I am not, nor will I ever be one those types. I'm the exact opposite of those speople (and I say that in the kindest, gentlest way possible). I'm that girl you see in the car next to you that is bouncing away to whatever she's listening to at the moment. I'm that girl that does not care that you're staring at her like she'd just grown a few more heads. I'm also that girl that sings along out loud to music playing in the store she's shopping in, but that's for another blog.



I'm a huge fan of singing in the car. It's like singing in the shower, but there's a bigger audience and it feels like more of concert.



I recommend everyone should try this at least once or twice in their life (and don't worry about those people staring in the car next to you, they probably have stick up their butt). It's fun and it helps relieve unneeded tension and stress

Mother Nature's Sense of Humor

No one can say she doesn't have one. After a week of beautiful weather, it's suddenly freezing and feels like it's going to snow any minute. Ah, the wonderfulness of living in Ohio, the one state I did not choose to live in.

The good news is nothing's ever permanent. And we can always move.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Supernatural

I've been watching this show for 5 years and I still love it. There's something about the strange and supernatural mixed with 2 hot guys that makes a show interesting for me. That and I love anything that's paranormal.

It's the only show I cannot miss even one episode of. Most shows that I DVR, I might end deleting because I get bored and rather watch on DVD in one sitting, if I choose. It's never been the case with "Supernatural". I won't say there haven't been times I was fed up with where I thought it was going, I was ready to chuck it out the window. But I give it a few days and all is forgiven and we move on to the new episode.

I was living in Italy when the show started, so I had to wait until it came out on DVD to actually watch it. I really wanted to watch it. It was a show starring an actor I'd liked since he was on "Dark Angel" (Jensen Ackles) and Dean from "The Gilmore Girls" (Jared Padalecki), what wasn't an incentive to watch? I downloaded the first 4 episodes, but it was only enough to peak my curiousity, I still had almost a year to wait before I could watch the whole thing.

But it was so worth the wait. I finished watching the entire first season in less than a week. I breezed through it without a second thought. I don't usually invest that much energy into a show. I can not express the love I feel for this show. I don't love the show as much as my family, it just belongs on that plane of love reserved for best shows ever. It's imaginary and no one can see it. Those who watch enough TV have that. Supernatural is number one on my non-exsistent plane, right before "Life", "The X-Files", "Rome", and "Pushing Daisies".

Even 5 seasons later, I still can't get enough of it. Its one of the few shows I've actually grown attached to, as if I know them well and have a stake in their lives. The two brothers have grown before my eyes and survived more situations than humanly possible. But they have and they have a destiny. It sounds so Supermanish, doesn't it?

But the Winchester boys refuse to let destiny win. They look destiny in the eye, call it a "douche bag" and proceed to kick it in the a$$. That's the Dean and Sam Winchester way.

Now not only does it have the usual supernaturally goodness, angels and even the devil himself have popped up. But I know the Winchesters can deal with it; it's how they roll.

Don't my boys look like they are a force to be reckoned with?

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

When Things Go Wrong

Things always seem to go wrong in bunches, don't they?

And we always seem to remember the bad and big and huge it was; and what a gigantic impact it had on our lives at the time.

The good seems to happen so few and very, very far in between. I like the good times a hundred times better than the bad. But then again, who really doesn't?

Friday, March 5, 2010

Gilmore Girls

When this show first started back in 2000, I had no interest in it whatsoever. I thought it was just another family type show on the WB. I was scarred after "7th Heaven" and vowed I would never watch another family drama on that channel again.

Then I deployed to a little country I call Qatar. My friend Desi was really into the show, so with only so many episodes of OZ to catch up on at the time, I gave it try.

Was I impressed? To say I wasn't would be a lie. As much TV as I love to watch, it takes a really strong show to hook me in and keep me intersted in more than one season.

One of the biggest pulls for me was that I could (for the most part) completely relate to both Lorelai and Rory. When is started watching it, I was in an in-between stage. I was young enough to appreciate Rory's coming of age, but was on board with her mom the whole ride.

Lorelai is how I picture myself when I'm her age. I was pretty much a baby when my mini-me was born, I wasn't even old enough to drink (a little bit older than Ms. Gilmore). I know, and still do, how hard it is to do it all and more, and still manage to be sane at the end of the day. It's a hard job. And even though I know she is completely made up (that of course makes her Superwoman), I still think she's a great role model for women. Especially moms. I'm sure there are plenty of people who would disagree, but hey, that's their opinion.

But I digress. The show made me want to pack up and move to a small town and raise my kiddo there. It taught me that you don't have to be this picture perfect mom to prove that you love your kids and want the best for them. It's one of those shows that tells you it's okay to be different.

The mom-daughter relationship is something I can see with me and my own little girl. I can see it now, and it's something I can see in the next decade. They piggy-backed off each other and had their own little corner of the universe no one else truly understood or could drive a wedge through. They went through so much (and, yes, I know it's pure fiction) and even in the end they always had each other's backs. Its a relationship I can see with my daughter and its the kind of relationship I've always had with my own mom. She's my best friend.
Ahhh, sadly, there are no new episodes to laugh and cry with since the show's been over for almost 3 years. Thank goodness for DVD's. Me and Brynnbug will be able to watch it in a few years.