Back to Reality...Well, Kinda

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I missed them.

I didn't think I would, but I did. Well, I knew I missed Erika. She's bad as heck; anyone would miss HER, after all

But the rest of them, I didn't really plan on pining after. Oh well, for sure, I knew I'd be reeling from Bethenny withdrawals. She's my favorite of all of them, BT Dubs. But she left on her own; the rest of them I dropped like a hot potato. I digress.

Oops, yeah. If I'm being absolutely honest, I expected to be sad that I couldn't see LeeAnne, who is a close third after Bethenny and Erika. But her departure wasn't my doing...and I'm pretty sure she didn't have much say in it, either. Poor, misunderstood LeeAnne.

Ah, and Sonja. Ya gotta love Sonja. I can't forget about Ms. Morgan. 

But Rinna, Teddy, and even that table flipping Teresa; who knew? Oh, I guess for those of you who don’t follow the Bravo TV channel, I should explain.

Ahem.

All of the fore-mentioned women are Housewives... as in "The Real" ones of, um, well Beverly Hills, New York, Dallas, then NYC and BH again, followed by New Jersey. 

But "here’s what", as Bravo co-founder and head guru Andy Cohen always says: I haven’t watched a single program on the network for the past 40 days. That’s right; I gave it up for Lent.

Yes, yes, I'm not proud of it, but I pretty much love most things Bravo. Most. Some of it is just TOO ridiculous...and raunchy, yo.

I mean "Blind Date"? Blech!

Anyway, there are worse things I could do than binge Bravo. It’s a guilty pleasure that isn’t necessarily BAD per say, I mean I don’t look at these women as role models so much as soap opera stars...and in the case of Lisa Rinna; she is, in fact, a “Days of Our Lives” alumnus. Either way.

But, since it’s a little something I like to watch but that isn’t particularly helpful, productive, or socially useful in any way; I usually stop watching it in the introspective time of reflection before Easter. I wasn’t sure I should resume my Bravo-watching when I was flipping through channels a while ago and a “Real Housewives of Beverly HIlls” marathon caught my eye.

And just when I thought I was out, they — well, you know the Michael Corleone quote from “The Godfather.” If you don’t, you should, Capisce? Either way.

The ladies, and I’m using that term quite loosel, were more than a welcome site this year ... they were, oddly enough, comforting. Why? Because after the past month of pandemic pandemonium and constant COVID-19 coverage, they were a welcome distraction. More than that, they were, at least in some small faction, an escape to normalcy.

Not in terms that anyone actually lives like they do in most of the country ... or world. But in terms of the show taking me: a) away from the depressing press and b) transporting me to some ridiculous fairy land where I escape when I want to be amused without having to exercise many brain cells, and c) returning me to feelings of amusement I hadn't experienced since COVID-19 invaded life on the third rock.

My point is: even if it means watching reruns of some absurd reality show or binge-watching a series about a high school Chemistry teacher-turned-maniacal-meth drug lord —- whatever gets you through the lockdown  is probably an acceptable idea; at least for the next few weeks or so.

Hang in there, friends. Grab your favorite snack, beverage, and humans and plop down in front of the wide screen; no judgement here. Besides, the Housewives are waiting...and so is Jesse Pinkman, yo.

#HangInThere #WeCanDoThis #StayStrong #AloneTogether #Pray #Peace 

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