Bravo

Jeff and I are preparing to move to a new apartment and are currently swimming in giant U-Haul boxes full of all of our crap stuff. They’re a constant reminder that we really need to get our butts in gear and get to packing so we’re not panicking to throw stuff in the truck on Friday morning. However, last night, we got attacked by our TV. Specifically by Bravo TV. And we got sucked in by those darn housewives of New Jersey. I’m sure we’ve done a blog post on them before, but good lord, they were on a rampage last night! I started watching it in the evening before Jeff came home. Jeff thought I was cooking dinner, but he came home to me laid out on the couch stuffing potato chips in my face and laughing my head off as one of the housewives got her hair extensions ripped out of her head….again.

These women! Good God. I just don’t understand how they became famous. It baffles me. What baffles me even more? Oh, just the fact that it wasn’t more than hour after Jeff was making fun of me for watching such crap on TV, that he was sucked into the trashy marathon of house mommies and wondering who was going to flip a table next.

One night completely wasted. The U-Haul boxes are now mocking me. Looks like Jeffers has a lot of packing to do over the next 3 days….I won’t be here and can’t help, woops