Just FABULOUS!

I don't really have a routine anymore, but work is so brain numbing that by the time I get home, I am so tired that all I can do is sit and stare at the television. Somehow I end up watching a rerun of Sex and the City. I always laugh when they say something naughty and a little gross and too sexual. It reminds me of how much my dad hates the show. If the show comes on while I'm visiting my parents, my dad says: "this is disgusting, I hate this show, especially Samantha." Which I think is amusing, because even though he hates it, he obviously has paid enough attention to know the characters' names. Funny, ain't it?

Well, aside from my dad's clear attentiveness to things he hates, I was thinking last night after watching the episode where the girls go to LA and have everything bad to say about it, especially compared to NYC. Not that I disagree, because I hate LA, but I really can't imagine myself in NYC. And I wondered how come they didn't make a show about real people living in Chicago. It's more real. People here are more real than either coasts I think. People live here, because they want to live here and enjoy their lives. I don't think people come to live here expecting the craziness of NYC or the fake glamour of LA. People come here, they have fun, and stay here and raise families. But then I thought, why would people want to watch that. I'm sure most people our age, or single women of all ages have nice ordinary lives, even in NYC and LA, albeit less than Chicago, I bet, but nevertheless, they're still there. But really, who wants to watch that? The closest thing to that is Friends. While it's one of my all time favorite shows, it's also far from realistic.

But at the end of the day, do we want to sit down and watch our lives? Would we want to watch people who go to work and come back and sit in torn t-shirts on our couches watching TV while perfectly made-up? That's no fun! We want to watch people who are always glamorously dressed and go out to glamorous places, and buy $500 pair of Manolo Blahnik's. We want people who seem to be always having casual sex, because in reality we only come across those people infrequently, and we never really befriend them, or we call them skanky hoes behind their backs, instead of discussing with them the anatomy of the latest guy they or we screwed.

While it's fun watching chain smoking newspaper column writer who somehow can afford a posh pad in Manhatten and new outfits with Italian designer names (yes, that can happen in real life), I think at the end of the day, none of us can handle a life that would make for an interesting story line worthy of following by millions of viewers. If I had the choice, I would still choose my boring life with Old Navy flip flops and long work hours, though I could use less hours at work and more drinking wine with my cute neighbor! Hey, I'm just sayin' :)