Today's post comes from my buddy Sarah, from Let's Eat some Candy. I love her because she's a wierd-beard. And because she knows I love calling friends wierd-beards.
Hey! Shannon! Thanks for having me visit while you’re having a Blinky baby.
Hello new blog friends! Shannon asked me to come up with something fun to entertain y’all while she has the little one. Although my bud Shan and I share a VERY similar sense of humor, my taste in just about everything else couldn’t be farther from hers…let me rephrase that- she has a great sense of décor, a refined taste with clean lines, smart pattern pairings and can do it all on a dime.
The girl is motivated. I’m lazy. I suffer from decorating ADD. And, let’s not forget my post-college diva’s lair furnished with everything and anything either purple, red or leopard I could find. I’ve come to a conclusion that my sense of style is more of a sickness since at the ripe old age of 30 I STILL cannot part with my fuzzy leopard folding chair and my 5” leopard heels.
Bygones.
So, I was sitting around last night with my dearest TBone tossing around ideas what to write about…should I talk about finding great yoga deals and steals? Nah…I’ll save that for later. How about how deeeeelishoush my little boy is? Maybe some other time. What about how helpful my husband is by finding new and inventive ways how to redecorate our living room?
No.
Thanks.
While I was thinking about a topic- the TV was on in the background. We were flipping between the Phillies getting slaughtered by LA and some junk on the History Channel. I noticed all of the commercials for upcoming reality shows in the fall.
The first one I saw was Cupcake Wars. OK- sure there’s a TV show already for not one cake show, but two…but technically, cup cakes are a little different and they’re focusing on cup cake staging and design and it’s more of a competition and less of a follow-around-wacky-bakers-with-a-camera…so sure! Let’s have a new show.
Then…I saw a commercial for Spike’s Scrappers- a joint about some dudes straight outta Brooklyn (whose van is SPRAY PAINTED with the word SCRAPPER on the side- way to break the budget, Spike!) who troll around searching for scrap metal to sell in the Bronx. Ehh…probably NOT going to watch this, but hey, it’s interesting enough, I suppose.
Then…House Wives of DC… seriously Salahis? Beat it.
So the wheels started spinning- just how many reality TV shows are there that I’m (gratefully) missing?
Here are a few lists to get you started:
How did I miss Liza and David, btw?
Can’t wait to writhe in self-loathing by checking out I HATE my 30s!
Nice new weave, Jackie!
Hows about the Discovery Channel?
Which one of these things don’t belong here? is playing in my head as I peruse this list… Life. The Ultimate Car Build-Off. Man vs. Wild…and CASH CAB!? How does that fit?
Anyhoot.
It makes me want to pitch a new show to someone, anyone to break the cycle I’m in and get rich. Seriously, if Brat Camp or Can You Duet? can make the cut- or the show that started it all Cops is on it’s 2,220 episode, I think I can come up with something.
...I’m just not sure anyone is going to want to watch my show Delusions of Grandeur while I try to make a full time living as a yogaVlogger with a crappy webcam and lackluster editing skills...or a show about a leopard print collector- but now that I think of it, there’s already a show for that- and I’m pretty sure it’s called Hoarders. Eeeek!
2 comments:
I would totally tune in for the adventures of you and T bone - and little guy.
I think he's a star.
Hi Shannon!
hahaa My Dad watched Cops religously. I like the title Delusions of Grandeur, though I think you'll do great. We should use it in another format after your Yoga takes off.
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