Showing posts with label The Real Housewives of Orange County. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Real Housewives of Orange County. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Rhonda has been exactly no help at all.


As I have mentioned in the past, I have a bit of a problem with The Real Housewives of Orange County. A problem, as in, I CAN'T STOP WATCHING! So I watch it and then I call older daughter, who CAN'T STOP WATCHING either (Sorry, H, for outing you) and we go over the OMG events of the current show.

These women are...I can't even describe them, but Really!!!??? Lynne's daughters are home when the eviction notice comes. Lynne's husband admits he never paid the $10,000 deposit. (yikes!) He didn't tell her there was a deposit in order to protect her. (huh?) She whines, cries, tells him she is leaving him, but then goes with the housewives to San Francisco for fun and while she is there, buys a $1,200 leather jacket? She's already wearing a leather jacket. C'mon. Is anyone really that dumb?

Apparently.

And so I try to not watch. And once I actually gave it up for a season....but then the re-runs showed up and I was there.

But now only the mean girls are left, so maybe it will be easier to stop this time. (Says the addict.)


(photo from Bravo official site; opinions added by knittergran)

Thursday, March 12, 2009

I Say

that a truly nice person would not put something potentially addictive in front of someone who might end up addicted to it when the formerly truly nice person knows that the other person was already addicted to something similar.

I say that I will NEVER watch The Real Housewives of New York City again just because older daughter's discussion of the newest show compelled me to watch a repeat of it last night.

I would say that I will be strong in order to not watch it, but honest to doG, these women are even more shallow and superficial than the OC housewives, and who even knew that was possible? So it will be easy to ignore the show. (Won't it???)

Sunday, November 30, 2008

A Perfect Pie, A Finished Object, and Something Else That is Finished

This is as close to a perfect apple pie as I have ever made. I even put leaves on it! (Not entirely talent on my part-they are made with punches from William-Sonoma, but who's telling?) Anyhow, the pie is from a Silver Palate recipe, and it always tastes great made with Granny Smith apples. Usually the crust totally splits open and lets the pie juices run all over the place, but this time it stayed together. Yay!

We have Thanksgiving dinner each year with other Georgia orphans (none of us has relatives in Georgia) and we all bring food. I always make the pies, and that has not always been a success. One year I brushed the top crust with beaten egg yolks, having read that this makes the top nice and brown. What I didn't read was the part of the directions that said to mix the yolks with water, and the top of my pie was a yucky yellow. Ooops. Then there was the year that I made the pumpkin pie with brandy or whiskey or some other liquor. I don't remember which, but it was not a hit.
Now for something completely different. This is my most recently finished project - a ribbed scarf made from three skeins of de.Ve Autunno, a wonderfully soft merino yarn. It's just a k4, p4 ribbing, made across 28 stitches. It's not entirely successful, however, since the ribbing does what ribbing is supposed to do, which is to pull together. This makes for a narrow scarf. I tried blocking it, but that made the fabric too thin. So I held a steam iron a few inches above the scarf, and the ribs pulled back together. It's a good thing the scarf is long - five feet long, so it can go around and around the neck in case of really cold weather.

Now for something really completely different:

Bravo, stick a fork in me. I'm done. With the Housewives. I don't know if I changed or the show changed or it's the constant bad news about the economy. Maybe it's remembering hearing Barack Obama say something like "We're a better country than this," referring to poverty, hunger, and the lack of health insurance for so many people in this country. I watched the first episode of the new season of The Real Housewives of Orange County last Wednesday night and was appalled by it. The women just want MORE. The excess was just so....excessive.

So that's one addiction gone. Now for knitting - just kidding. That one I'll keep!

Monday, November 24, 2008

Help Me Rhonda!



While I was making dinner tonight, I turned on the television to keep me company. Lo and behold, The Real Housewives of Atlanta was on. I've never seen the show, thinking that I really need to get a life if that's what I have time for. But during the show, there was an announcement that the new season of The Real Housewives of Orange County begins tomorrow night.

OH, NO!

I hate to admit this, but I became absolutely addicted to this show during season two.

I DON'T KNOW WHY.

These women are mind-bogglingly rich and mind-numbingly shallow.

Is my diamond bigger than Lauri's?

OMG, George (see, I even know all the names. Not proud.) just gave Lauri a Mercedes that's not even on the market yet. She gets everything handed to her and look how hard I work for everything I have. (whines Vicki, the workaholic control freak...oh Gawd, I'm so invested I even analyze the characters.)

SHE thinks SHE'S the hottest Orange County housewife? As if.....

So yes, I'm hooked. I AM NOT PROUD OF THIS.

But tomorrow night at ten p.m., I'll be watching.

(photo from Real Housewives of Orange County official website)