No Reality TV

Okay, enough is enough. My darling husband left out the part that I have not been feeling 100 percent. Thanks, hon. I do have to share that the last two nights, I must have - at least subconsciously - been dreaming about my withdrawal symptoms.

The first night, I dreamt about Dr. Rey (the flashiest character on Dr. 90210). I had the strangest dream that he was dating someone else with brown hair and that Hayley (that’s his real wife) found out about it and then when they saw each other, he rushed back into her arms professing his love. Yes, that’s a true dream.

Last night I dreamt about BJ and Tyler (from the Amazing Race ? - not sure, it was a couple ago - I lose track of time). Anyway, for those of you who don’t know. BJ and Tyler were the intellectual scholars who were peace and granola man all the way through the show. We were rooting for them, and were so happy when they won the million-dollar prize! Well, in my stupor last night I found myself in a mini-car with them racing around the streets of merry Paris (read it like pear-ee). It was a fun, fun time, I have to say! In my dream, I told them they were way cooler than they were on the show and we would have to do it again sometime.

When I woke this morning, all I could wonder is… are they on Amazing Race All Stars? But, true to our word, we aren’t scouting the sites and such. Though, I have to admit that someone told me Trista and Ryan are preggers. Congratulations!

Another person recently asked me HOW I could be so addicted to someone so “stupid” and I guess to me it isn’t stupid sharing time with other’s lives. I mean, who wasn’t crying when Jennifer Hudson triumphed after getting the boot on American Idol? Do we not see ourselves in others?

I’m alive and well - thanks to those who have been asking!

Tonight, we are doing the PTA thing, so we may be logging on a little later.

Peace-out and hugs!

Tina