Wife Swap is hilarious, and I’m starting to become obsessed again. Two completely different families trade the mother and they have to live the alternate lifestyle, yada yada (I’m sure everyone has seen it). This is reality television at its finest. In the most recent episode I watched, one family is on a raw meat diet and they don’t wash their hands after they take a deuce. The other family wears designer clothes and they actually clean their house and bodies, but maybe to an extreme (in my opinion, there’s no extreme when it comes to clean). The families have their freak-out moments, say when the hippy mom is trying to show the nicely dressed husband and children how to slaughter a chicken. But somewhere in the middle, maybe when the hippy licks the kitchen floor, they have a touching moment. There’s always an emotional connection. The moral of the story is “different strokes for different folks,” whether you like to slaughter your own food or eat out five times a week. This episode however, makes me want to shower.
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During date night tonight, my boyfriend and I went to Scotty’s before heading to the movie theatre (Alice in Wonderland, fabulous!). We ended up sitting at the bar, which was great, but there was just sports news on the flat screens. And I had a thought, I would much rather enjoy my brewski and dill chips with a little E! reality tv. Now, I like sports, and I like watching the games. I would just rather enjoy Keeping Up the Kardashians than two old dudes talking about some draft I should know about. If there isn’t a game on, then turn it to HGTV. I would pay more attention to House Hunters, along with every other woman in the restaurant (and some guys like it too, hmm cough-myboyfriend-cough). There should be a place the ladies can go and enjoy the Bachelor on the flat screens while snacking on some greasy loaded potato waffles. And if there is such a Heaven, point me in the right direction and I’m there.