Friends, another day, another dollar. Or really, another day, another horror show.
Last night, Alamos.
Tonight, better living through glee. The season finale of 19 Kids and Counting. And a frozen peanut butter cup cupcake from Sweet Retreat.
Simple pleasures. Or therapy. Your call.
Then, like a light from the heavens, IT was revealed to me via commercial break on TLC. And by IT, I mean Bama Belles. The reality TV I’ve been searching for to fill the hole in my heart since Rock of Love: Bus and More to Love went off the air.
Suffice it to say, it’s a pretty big hole to fill.
Despite overwhelming evidence to the contrary, not all of my TV-watching needs can be dictated by the somewhat screwy whims of the network and cable TV gods.
The Victoria’s Secret Annual Fashion Show was tonight. It’s really NOT a fashion show, but I love sequins, wings and pretty things so I love it just the same. I always forget about it until the last-minute, but Thank God For DVR. Marcus had class, so onto the weekend to-do list it goes.
Guilty Pleasure: What’s your all-time favorite trash-TV show to watch?
Fashion show watchers, who is your favorite angel?
Mine is Miranda Kerr for sure.