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Sorry, but I have to start this blog now if I’m going to post it in a timely fashion for Tuesday’s Challenge. See…”The Real Housewives of New Jersey” reunion show is tonight and I don’t plan to miss it!! Do I see you laughing? Tut-tutting or maybe just a snigger?? Yeah…me too. Personally, I don’t really believe I not only watch this but can’t wait for Monday nights to tune in. For one thing…I detest reality shows and, as far as I’m concerned, the tv powers-that-be are getting money for old rope by the preponderance of so-called reality shows not even in any given week but on any given night of the week. But the collective “housewives” shows, I must admit, are my dirty little secret. In the beginning I did try watching ‘Orange County’ version but the blonde trophy-wives assortment was too much for me. Then there was NY city housewives followed by the NJ crowd. Maybe Atlanta came between those two, I’m not sure…but after two episodes of them I turned off, also. NY and NJ won out, though…and recently there’s the DC wives…jury is still out on that one, maybe an episode more..or two…but who knows.
NY housewives…you know, the reality is I really don’t like any but one of them and that’s Bethany Frankel (Hoppy). She could put any really good comedienne to shame which might be her saving grace for me. NJ wives…don’t like any of them much although if I have any respect at all for any of them it would be Jacqueline. Danielle…probably one of the few who feels sad for her (on occasion!). What I really want to know is where does the “real” come in? The NY bunch appear to be nouveau riche and have the class associated with that…NONE. My mother always taught us that one cannot buy breeding…I don’t imagine birthright automatically confers it either. Aside from Bethany, the rest appear to enjoy the status coming from greed, self-agrandisement, outsize egos. The NJ bunch…all but one (so she says) have had…as ‘they’ say…work done. Take a look, you’ll know it when you see it. (See…watching their shows is making even me catty….meowwww). I wonder that any one of those women dares turn her back on another. And the bottom line is…where is the reality? Of course, if Bravo were to do a series on REAL housewives of any city, any State, would anyone watch? So let’s take Delaware. I’m a real housewife…of sorts, anyway. As are some of my friends. We struggle out of bed of a morning complete with bed-head, some of us not unentangling it until around noon (speaking only for myself). Wearing scruffies or pj’s we vaccuum, sweep and mop floors, let dogs out, in, out, in and out again. Take out the trash…sometimes after the trash bag so overfull to flowing tips over on the already cleaned floor before getting it tied up and coffee grounds, remains of last night’s dinner scatter…and that being so, round all the dogs up and get them out again before they vaccuum IT up. Dog toys, cat toys, significant other’s shoes, trinkets, fishing gear stuck in corners, here and there. Washing machine and dryer going at full bore half the day, I eat breakfast standing up while loading/unloading dishwasher with two cats fussing at each other on the island above my head. Go to prepare dinner…if I can get the basket out of the freezer (after taking a knife to the ice solidified around the handles) and when I open the cabinet doors to get the cooking pans, my feet and ankles are assaulted by an avalanche of bowls, pots, a colander or two and some storage containers. I’ve dusted, paid bills, done some research, folded clothes, made beds, breakfast/lunch/dinner and finally sat down for the evening…in between letting dogs out, in, out, in, out again then settling them for the night. And at around midnight, drop into bed to watch…what? “Real Housewives Of….????” Being of an older age I’m not even your typical housewife (not that I believe there is such a thing except ordinary housewives are more typical than those whose fantasy lives we watch) for I’m way over the age of having to also deal with children. No Merc or Bentley or BMW for me…a fourteen year old Corolla. We don’t spend $2,000 a year on clothes, let alone a week or month…although the ???? dollars we spend feeding and amusing our own sixteen animals, a raccoon family of six plus a couple of possum and who knows how many assorted birds and squirrels surely puts us in the poorhouse category. There’s the day…running around in barefeet as usual…I slip and go down like a ten pin catching two toes in the gate behind which is my audience of critters…laughing. Or the night I took the garbage out and slid down seven deck steps on my back. Can’t forget the time cartwheeled down the same steps, running to work one morning…briefcase flying several feet to land in the driveway but so proud of myself because I was still holding my coffee cup, nary spilling a drop. Only the other night we were dressing the paw of one of our dogs…she had jammed her dew claw and we’d been trying to keep her from chewing the irritation. We had to resort to a bandage with some nasty stuff called Fooey! (sp) sprayed on top to keep her mouth off the bandage. I was holding her from behind and soon as it was done…before letting her down on the floor…I reminded her it tasted nasty. First time ever she slung the bandaged foot behind her, smacking me in the mouth…that’s how I know to tell you that the Fooeey REALLY is nasty business! Of course we Real Housewives of Delaware all live varied lives and experiences, don’t have time or inclination to round up a posse every time we are invited…or not!…to a dinner, charity event or go for a pannini. We don’t have the time to read many books let alone write them and to my knowledge there are very few who get paid $3300 a week for an outside job, let alone housewifery. Nah…I don’t think Bravo would be interested in us….too dull and boring.
That was my first thought. Second on a more serious note. Apparently there is a stat been released that approximately 40% of school children are using cell phones to cheat during exams/tests. I was asked what my solution might be. Make sure the school board are aware of it and that they DO something…like ban cell phones in or on school premises THEN take (better not even give!) cell phone from my child/children. It was pointed out to me…though the person doing so did agree with my thoughts, also…that many parents would cite Colombine as a reason for their children having a cell phone to school and she suggested those cell phones specifically designed for the aged…really only for emergency. I’ve checked them out and there is one designed for kids which is parent controlled…with only the numbers the parents authorize to call in or out. I like that idea except for one thing…too many parents who would balk at their kids not having their ‘rights’ or freedom to do (call) as they want. And the thing is, most don’t just have a simple cell phone any more but a Droid, Blackberry, iPhone…a veritable treasure trove of information (answers!) at their fingertips. What would you suggest?
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