My husband works an evening shift – 11:00AM to 8:00PM - so he isn’t up to date on all of the reality television that we used to watch together. One of my favorites, Survivor, is quickly winding down to its final episodes and I was recapping all of the lack of strategy that was going to lead to the inevitable conclusion of this season – Benjamin "Coach" Wade being named the next sole survivor.
I could tell he was starting to glaze over about half way through my tirade. He hasn’t watched any of this season so he has NO idea who I’m talking about other than the two returning contestants. But I don’t care… my only interactions today were the dude at the gyro stand (I still am boycotting grocery shopping) and my three dogs and they don’t have very good conversational skills. Note I didn’t say they don’t have ANY conversational skills… but that’s an entirely different blog post.
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| Lady, I don't give a crap about how creepy Brandon is |
