Real Housewives ~ My Guilty Pleasure

I am TOTALLY obsessed with The Real Housewives on Bravo!  You know what I'm talking about....the backstabbing, trash talking, self absorbed women who live in New Jersey and Orange County.  

The OC Chicks

NJ's Finest...depending on who you ask!

Why am I completely taken with these shows?  I have NO idea....but I can't stop watching them!  I'm amazed that these ladies (and sometimes their men) are so obnoxious and are so out of touch with reality that it's funny!

Now, I know Bravo is paying them to put on these displays of immaturity, and it's more than likely not real at all, but they are just so darn entertaining.

Ok, take the fact that Teresa from RHONJ has done a complete 180 with her attitude.  She used to be so happy all the time and totally for her friends and family.  Now, she's a complete "mean girl."  Then again, I can't quite put my finger on her sister-in-law Melissa.  Is she the nice one or not? 

Then the OC girls...they are completely out of control.  It's like they are a gaggle of high school girls.  One minute they are friends, the next they are talking complete smack about each other.  I LOVE IT!

Don't judge me...you know you love it too!

What's your guilty pleasure?
 

Alexis

Really? Really?

So I went to the Dunkin' Donuts Back to School event this week.  It was my first blogging event ever...I was so excited.


I already gave you a run-down on all of the fantastic treats that we got, but I didn't mention the real "treat" that everyone else got...


A glimpse into why I'm so exhausted....

Before leaving the house:


Me: "Boys, we're going to Dunkin' Donuts."
Boys:  "Yay!"
Me:  "We're going because Mommy needs to meet with some people that work on the computer."
6 year old:  "You're going to make new friends?"
Me:  "Yes.  But you have to promise me that you will be good.  If you promise, then I will get you donuts."
Boys:  "We promise!"


Little did I know, I should have looked for crossed fingers....


All went well when the first testers of donuts and Coolattas went around.  Then I started talking to the other bloggers and all went down hill!


I have no idea what happened, I just know that I look up and my 6 year old is hitting his brother!  The little one is crying and I step in and pull my oldest to the bathroom (as he screams that I am hurting him) only to find it locked.  So I pulled him to a corner to talk with him.  He then walked back over and put his head down.  All the while my more dramatic 4 year old was wailing about how he hurts.


HOW EMBARRASSING!!!!


I guess I should buy stock in Calgon so it can take me FAR away!!


Alexis