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Too Much Television


Who do you think Dad was watching, the guy in white or the woman?

I used to tell people I didn’t watch much television, and I believed I was telling the truth. Growing up, there wasn’t much on, and my parents weren’t big fans of t.v., aside from the evening news. Not until Dukes of Hazzard came along, anyway. Then my father watched that. He claimed it was because his former high school classmate played Boss Hogg, but I think it may have had something to do with Daisy Duke.

During my college years there wasn’t much time for t.v., and I didn’t have one anyway. I did, however, find time to watch Guiding Light for an hour every weekday afternoon in my friends’ dorm room for an entire year. What a waste of time, but we loved crazy Annabelle and scheming Reba and rebellious Roxy, not to mention that hunky Josh. I can still picture him.

After college I met my future ex-husband, and he was all about sports. He loved t.v. but it was ESPN all the time. After being exposed to it for a while, I could spout off scores and stats and random information about random teams like nobody’s business. Still, I rarely just sat down to watch.

Later on, as a new mom, I discovered a little thing called HGTV. Now that I could get into. I watched Room By Room as the perky hosts put up duck decoy wallpaper borders and built curio cabinets that looked like standing up canoes. I expanded my horizons and added TLC to my lineup, taking in such shows as Trading Spaces and What Not to Wear. I had officially become a t.v. watcher.


Stacy London and Clinton Kelly told us What Not to Wear

Times changed again, and I lived alone with my son for a while. We didn’t watch a whole lot of t.v. then. He played video games, and we played board games and built legos and played with our dog. T.V. was there, but it was usually turned off.

Fast forward a bit, and I met my sweetheart. T.V. came back into my life. No more HGTV for me, it bugs him that people are so dissatisfied with their circumstances that they are constantly looking to “upgrade” or change their surroundings. I never looked at it like that, but I’ve watched enough of those shows to last me a lifetime, and I don’t miss them.

Now I have several shows that I watch and enjoy, and frankly it’s starting to cramp my style. On Monday I have Dancing With the Stars and Lucifer. I can’t watch them both on the same night, so Lucifer usually gets bumped to Tuesday, since I’m not as likely to encounter a spoiler for it. We also watch The Middle (yay for a realistic house full of mess!), Modern Family, Mom, The Real O’Neals, and American Ninja Warrior. Oh, and don’t forget Big Bang Theory. Then there are the “educational” shows, Star Talk and Drunk History. That makes for a lot of television viewing, more than I’ve ever watched in my life.

I do appreciate the DVR. We fast forward through commercials, so we don’t waste quite as much time. Still, it’s a lot, and that doesn’t even include the Hallmark channel Christmas lineup. How on earth am I ever going to get any writing done if I watch all of these shows?


My Ninja Warrior hero, badass Jessie Graff.

The answer is simple, but sort of sad. I can’t. Something has to give, and I’m pretty sure it’s going to be t.v. See you later, Star Talk. Bye for now, Drunk History. Toodle loo, Modern Family. I have a novel to write, and I just don’t have time for you this month.

Which shows are your favorites? If you could only watch one what would it be? I would choose American Ninja Warrior. Those Ninjas impress and inspire me.

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DWTS Makes Me Happy

What’s DWTS? Why, Dancing With the Stars, of course.

I thought it was a silly idea when I first heard of it, years back. I wasn’t into dancing, and I wasn’t into stars, and the idea of wasting my time watching stars dancing badly was just ridiculous to me.DWTS

Fast forward a few years, and somehow I caught the show, channel surfing or something, I suppose. Anyway, I liked it. I really liked it. I liked it so much I tuned in the following week. And then the week after that. Yes, I was hooked.

I don’t watch it every season, after all, I have a busy life, but I do enjoy it. I find myself wanting to stay home on Monday nights so I can catch the action live, but I have other things going on, so we frequently record it. Heck, we record it anyway, so we can play back our favorite bits.


The one and only Bindi Irwin with a friend.

Yes, I said we. My sweetheart enjoys it too. I’m not sure he gets quite the same kick out of it that I do, but this season he fell in love with Bindi Irwin, just like everyone else.

We decided that she’s a perfect example of the Law of Attraction at work. She seems to just radiate positive energy, and in return she makes these powerful connections to other people. Yes, I know it’s television, but I really think she’s something special.

I won’t even talk about the finale and the dancing, I’ll leave that to the official sites and the mega-fans. I’m just glad I watched this season, and got to enjoy the entertainment that this group of dancers provided.


Amber Riley Can Move

article-2423274-1BDE4201000005DC-645_634x527Until last year I had never seen an episode of Dancing With The Stars. I don’t dance (two left feet, I’m afraid) and I’m not starstruck (okay, maybe there are a few exceptions, Chris Powell and Channing Tatum come to mind, but never mind that). Why would I want to watch some B list celebrities prance around a ballroom and makes fools of themselves? Then I watched an episode.

Oh my. Look at those moves. She’s not a dancer? Really? He’s a singer/football player/spokesmodel? I had no idea. But look at those moves. I loved the routines, I loved the variety, I loved the costumes and sets, and I grew to love those formerly unknown “stars.” Well, some of them. Some of them rubbed me the wrong way and I looked for every little flaw in their routines. If only I had my own judges scoring paddle at home.

That was last season. I started watching partway through the season, but was invested enough to be thrilled when Kellie Pickler won. She did a dance in silhouette that took my breath away. This season I buckled in from the first week. This group was going to be tough! Some of those people have been paid for dance, that’s kind of unfair, don’t you think? But dang, I loved to watch them dance. Still, I wanted someone who wasn’t a “dancer” to win the competition and take home the coveted mirrorball trophy. I didn’t have a clear favorite until about halfway through the season. I liked Leah Remini‘s spunk, and Brant Daughtery was certainly one to keep an eye on. Snooki was just fantastic, and Corbin Bleu and Elizabeth Berkley Lauren took my breath away. Even the stiff guys, Jack Osbourne, Bill Engvall, and Bill Nye were a pleasure. Oh heck, I liked them all! Let’s face it, I just plain enjoy the show, but when it got down to the final few, it became clear to me that Amber Riley was my choice. Of course she could not have done it without her fantastic partner, Derek Hough.

First of all, this young lady is gorgeous, inside and out. Every time the microphone was in her face she was smiling and upbeat. Whether that’s the sign of a really positive attitude toward life, or a really disciplined actress is a mystery to me, but either way I was impressed. Oh, and then there’s the dancing. The girl can move! She was dancing with an injury for most of the season, but she was still very fluid and light on her feet. I just loved to watch her dance, and the performance she did last night and the night before with the male professional dancers? Well, it blew me away. I could not be happier that this woman, whom professional dancer Karina Smirnoff described as not having a traditional dancer’s body (what a classy way to put it, Karina) danced her heart out and won over the judges and the audience. Way to go Amber. Thanks for winning one for the big girls!