Apparently “Real Housewives of New York City” is a new reality series about the luxe and fabulous lifestyles of some wealthy New York city women who happen to be married. I must have been on Mars recently because this show follows some other popular show I’ve never heard of called Real Housewives of Orange County.
I’m not alone in my opinion which I guess is no surprise and that got me thinking. Life is just too full of its own twists and turns to make watching this stuff bearable. No sooner do I put on one of these reality shows or even some of the better dramas these days and my eye lids drop…almost immediately.
I haven’t always been this way…I use to watch mindless drool like Dynasty and Falcon Crest (dating myself).
I think now that I have teens, a career that keeps me hopping, great long-time friends (offline and online), a wonderful communitiy life and of course that fellow I married 20 years ago, I just don’t have the time or interest to watch TV these days. Life is just too full. I’m not saying my life is a fantasy land–just that it is full…full of excitement, successes, failures, anxiety, sadness, joy…and I as I get older, peaceful moments that I really relish.
To my friends that pop in from time to time (Elizabeth T., Angela, Michele, Sandra B., Annette, Lynette, Aurelia, Alyssa, Tiffany, Chele, Kelly, Latara, Alice, Darina, Treece, Vera, Nell, Marie, Cara, Carrie AND Kristine) – I think you guys are far more interesting then any fur clad, script-operated housewife of New York.