Finally, after 6 months of living in the RV, watching Red Box movies most nights, I gave it up and called Direct TV. Wrong! I am now an addict…oh, maybe just a little bit. But if I turn on the tv, I’m clicking through to reality tv channels.
It started with ‘Real Housewives of Beverly Hills’, ‘Real Housewives of Atlanta’,’Basketball Wives’, and then a little of the Kardashein girls, but guess what I found today…’Prison Wives’. Who’da thought it?
Me, who’s suppose to be the non-judgemental Christian, can’t keep from watching the Real Housewives, and thinking….are you kidding? And hoping that some of that money they spend is spent on those in need. I’m hoping, with all hopes, that life is really not ALL about themselves. They can have it, Botox and all. I watch ‘Real Housewives’ and ‘Basketball Wives’ and laugh. And think…my life isn’t too bad.
Then this morning, I flip to ‘Prison Wives’… it makes me want to cry. Sad women, sad stories, sad lives. They believe their men. And again in my “I shouldn’t be judging them mode” think…are you kidding me? I’m watching this, it makes me sick and sad, and I think…my life isn’t too bad.
Okay, I can only take so much of it all. Gonna change the channel…maybe some “Clean House”…some “Oh, wow, I can’t believe it!” positive stuff, then I look at their ‘before’ pics of piles of clutter and think….really, my life isn’t too bad.
Maybe I’ll try ‘The Baby Story’. Awww, so sweet. So precious. It makes me cry every time I watch it. The miracle, the tenderness. Then, baby screaming, tired parents…and I’m absolutely thinking…my life isn’t too bad!
I promise you Reality TV is a huge dose of “my life isn’t too bad”. Makes me feel thankful, and appreciative, and blessed…for where I am and what life is. But…
add just a little “American Pickers” or “Antique Roadshow” to my life…and it could be heaven!!
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