Monday, June 15, 2009

Guilty Pleasures; OR, Guess what, I'm procrastinating again



As you can see in the above picture, I have plenty to do around here.



Do you like Mr. Man's artwork? We're tearing that out at some point in the hopefully near future, so I'm leaving it for now. Unfortunately the kitchen cabinets, TV armoire and his bedroom walls will eventually have to be cleaned and, in some cases, repainted.

Anyway, instead of cleaning I'm going to write a blog post about guilty pleasures. I am excellent at prioritizing.

The guilty pleasures will be non-food. I have to exclude food because if I listed that I'd be here all day. I've probably talked about it before anyway.

1. Flickr. Oh, how I love Flickr. However, when my laptop died (which I apparently didn't blog about, so: my laptop died but I was able to recover everything from it, except I forgot the stupid Firefox bookmarks) I lost all my Flickr group links. Two that I always remember, though, are House Voyeurism and Rural Decay. OK, and Food Porn.

2. Reality TV. I don't like most reality TV. I can't stand The Apprentice, I don't watch American Idol, and I've never seen an episode of Survivor. However, I do love Renovation Realities, 18 Kids and Counting and I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant. Renovation Realities lets you see real people renovate, on their own schedule with their own budget. The first episode I saw was a couple living in a renovated grocery store that had been chosen to be on a home tour. The wife wanted to open up some walls before the tour, but the project kept being procrastinated until three days ahead of time. Instead of doing what most normal people would do and saying "Let's just clean up and maybe paint a few walls," they tore the place apart. And they couldn't afford to take time off of work so they had to do it at night. Of course they didn't finish in time and had to cancel their inclusion on the home tour. There was another one where the homeowner didn't like the city telling him what to do to his house, so he painted it several different shades of pink and green.

18 Kids and Counting--how can I say anything bad about the Duggars? I love the Duggars. I wonder if and when they're going to have another baby.

I can give some of the women on I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant a pass; however, I've seen at least one episode where it was basically a woman in denial for nine months. "Well, we used the rhythm method, and I missed six periods, and I gained thirty pounds, and I had cravings and heartburn, and I felt this weird fluttering in my stomach, but still! I had no idea!"

3. Horror movies. I am actually not fans of the ones that are huge on gore; no matter how much B wants me to, I will never watch Cannibal Holocaust or Old Boy. I should probably say thrillers, but I don't think you can call any zombie movie a thriller, and I love 28 Days Later.

4. Children's cartoons. This is a side effect of having children, I'm sure, but I sing along with the Backyardigans and I share Olivia's love of cupcakes. I'm including Yo Gabba Gabba in this, too, even though for the most part it's not actually a cartoon. I try to ignore the cartoon physics of stuff like Tom and Jerry as much as I can, and I don't for a second believe the Bobos on Go Diego Go are really sorry.

That's enough for now. Maybe I'll update it in the future, and won't that be exciting.

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