Truth be told, I came down with a nasty stomach virus last Tuesday night so I haven't been feeling too well. I'm all better now though, thankfully. Whew.
While sick with said virus, I did do a bit of mindless TV watching. Among other things, I saw:
Jamie Oliver's Food Revolution. (Was anyone else bothered that they kept showing overweight people walking by during the show? I get what they were wanting to portray about the community and the state of our country, but I also think we should be sensitive to other people. Sheesh. That being said, I about died when he ground up all that chicken fat and bone and fried it and fed it to those kids. My inner-wannabe-vegetarian was definitely not okay with that! Eat your vegetables, kids!!!)
A 20/20 episode that featured a man who lives with all these huge exotic animals that he loves more than he loves his own son. (I swear there is something...really...weird...going on there. I really don't care to know what it is. But it's weird.)
That braids are back in style now. I always wanted French braids when I was a kid, but my poor mom didn't know how to do them. I don't have a clue either--thank goodness my girls LIKE wearing their hair down!
My main take-away? I'm so glad I don't watch much TV on a regular basis! We don't have cable or satellite, just an old-fashioned antennae that we hook up once a week to watch The Office and The Marriage Ref. (Did anybody else notice that the host on that show was way less demonstrative with his funny arm/hand motions last week? I swear somebody told him to tone it down. Kevin does a GREAT impression of him by the way.) We also watch Seinfeld reruns at 10 pm, if I'm still conscious. Kevin scoops the ice cream. We are like an elderly couple and we're only in our late 20s.
Back when I was a teenager, and when we were first married, I used to watch more TV. I also used to care about what was in style. (Not that you could ever have told though.) Now? Not as much. The more I see of popular culture, the more I want to run away from it. A lot of stuff just seems really empty to me. (At best.)
Don't get me wrong. I'm no fashionista (thank goodness, that's too much pressure) but I look presentable most (okay, some) of the time. But I don't have a burning desire to be in "the know". I DO want to be a good wife, and a good mom, and live out my "vocation" that God has given me. I want to love the poor and to seek justice and to be a good friend.
Somehow though there just seem to be a lot of potential distractions to those things...lots of people saying I "need" this or "MUST have" that. I'm learning to be okay letting that stuff go. It's so eye-opening too, having children who are getting older every day, because I'm often thinking about what I want to impart to them. Pamela Anderson on Dancing With the Stars? Not so much. (Yep, I caught some of that too this past week. Ew.)
So that's my I-watched-TV-several-days-in-a-row-and-lived-to-tell-about-it recap. In summary: I don't like much on TV, but I love to laugh. So I watch The Office and a couple other shows. Except for when I'm sick. Then I watch grown men kissing tigers.