Mondays. Oh glorious Mondays. Mondays provide a good dose of CBS' "How I Met Your Mother" and the must see CBS' "The Big Bang Theory".
Tuesdays provide quite the entertainment with an episode of ABC's "Wipeout" along with an occasional viewing of FOX's "Hell's Kitchen".
Wednesday evenings are reserved for the tiny dancer within. "So You Think You Can Dance" on FOX makes me want get up and get down. It reignites that fire with in me every season. Perhaps I should stop watching and actually get off my butt and take a dance class or three...
Thursdays. Why do you have to be so cruel to me? Thursdays prove to be a difficult night for television. You see, at 8 o'clock, all battling for my attention are "Glee" on FOX, "Community" on NBC and another dose of "Wipeout" followed close behind by the results show of "So You Think You Can Dance".
Fridays are old news filled with rerun after rerun.
And if that wasn't enough for you, for fun, let's just throw in a 1/2 hour a night of your local evening news, the World Cup and maybe a couple reruns.
Please excuse me while I step away from my writing for a few moments to throw up. Sick. You really should know that I really don't get around to each of these every week but if I could, I would.
Perhaps you are so disgusted with me that your reading has subsided by this point. But in the case you are the kind of person that looks even though it is disgusting and find yourself still reading this, you may be asking yourself, "How?" How do you manage to fit housework, a family, work and a dog into your boob-tube lifestyle? Allow me to explain...
1. The baby goes to sleep between 7 and 7:30 pm.
2. The dog just sleeps and barks at cats.
3. I work while I watch. I guess it's more for the background noise since I can't really watch T.V. and label bags at the same time.
4. Kelly and I bond over television. (No not really. That's just wrong. But we do watch together)
5. The housework just doesn't get done. You know the the song "Burning Down the House"? That song plays in my head and a grin creeps across my jawline. No, not really. In fact, Kelly and I were just discussing our lack of attention to detail around this place. Please continue to read...
We have found ourselves in a mess of a place. Not horrific but definitely not a relaxing home environment. Just messy. I decided we needed more discipline in our lives. At this point in our conversation, my stomach dropped to basement level and I felt sick as the words spewed out of my dirty little mouth, "Maybe we should do a T.V. fast?". (you know, you always feel better after you throw up. I know. That's really gross. But it is true, isn't it?) As I wiped the remnants of those dirty words from my face, I felt free.
So, today on July 4th, as we celebrate our country's freedom, we have broken the chains and flipped the switch. We are free!!! Let the T.V. fast commence!! Well, all except the World Cup and our nightly news. Gotta start somewhere, right?
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