Brasato al Barolo & My Secret Love of Bad T.V.

Brasato al Barolo & My Secret Love of Bad T.V.

I admit it. I watch Reality T.V.. Not always but when I am stressed I find a small comfort in it. I am an educated woman so I should be broadening my horizons, right. I should be reading new groundbreaking literature. I should be learning a new skill. Why then do I enjoy watching to see if Bethany and Madison will finally have it out? How much more can Madison take before she cracks? Is Sawyer going to reveal his affair with Topher's girl? All of it vapid and I can almost guarantee I lose precious brain cells every minute I watch. Slowly replacing that well earned knowledge with meaningless fluff. I think I may get a sick joy in watching other people stress and fight. I don’t have to think, I can just watch as they slowly try to destroy each other. For a short time, I can put real life problems aside and watch this petri dish of insignificant problems slowly grow. I can’t afford the utility bill this month but hey, Bethany is about to have a pregnancy scare so I don’t have time to worry about that. 

Now before you judge, I do try to watch the more programs that have a little more substance like “Drunk History”, “Parts Unknown” and the like. Really are they educational? I mean let's admit it, I am just trying to make myself feel better while I sit on my ass and drink wine. I could read history books and educate myself.  I should be ashamed but I’m not. I am tired of all the political arguments, the Facebook passive aggressive attacks, the constant barrage of whats wrong with so and so. After a long day and three children, I don’t want to think anymore. I just want to sit down and be entertained. So I will continue watching drunk people tell me stories, trust a man I never met to tell me about foreign countries, get way too involved with Bethany and her ever dramatic non-problems. I will continue to drink my wine and watch T.V.

Side note - if you are streaming T.V. shows on your computer you are still watching T.V. It drives me crazy when people say “I don’t watch T.V. I haven’t had one in years." Dude, if you are watching people on a screen it's the same thing. Let's call a spade a spade. You didn’t give up T.V. you gave up commercials. Like the rest of us, you are not special but nice try. Now if you said I only read books. That's impressive. I will bow down with respect. I used to read books voraciously then these parasites inhabited my body slowly eating away at my brain. How did I go from a woman who used my T.V. as a coffee table for a decade to the lady that looks forward to the minute I can tune in and tune out? I blame these cute little needy succubus I live with. It's not all bad though. If it weren’t for the evil boob tube, I wouldn’t sit and research recipes and their origins. In short, all my wasted time isn’t wasted I use it to add to this blog. So really if you think about it, I drink wine and watch T.v. for y’all. You're welcome. Feel free to send me some bottles of wine to contribute to my research efforts. Hey, this recipe has red wine in it, you do the math.

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