Sunday Night TV is HOT Again!

Last night was the night I've been waiting for for a LONG time! Sunday nights are hot again.

First up, Desperate Housewives....

I feel so bad for Susan. Just when things were going to work right with Mike, she finds out that his offspring is Rosemary's baby. I'm not mad at her at all. I wouldn't let Mike move some gun-wielding freak into my house, especially when I know he's obsessed with my teenage daughter. Not to mention the fact that he wasn't honest with her about how he basically blamed HER when the police questioned him about what happened. I like the guy, but he lies too much. He expects trust, but he doesn't give it.

Well, well, well. Poor Tom fell and hurt his back. I can't BELIEVE he asked Lynette to blow off her interview because he had an owie. I knew it! I knew this would happen. He thought it was SO easy to have her life and now he thinks he should be babied. Big ups to her for getting that job with a baby on her hip. Although, I'm not sure that I'd like to work for a person who said that mothers use sick kids as an excuse to slough all their work off on co-workers. Talk about a bitter cow who can hear her eggs drying up. Jeez.

Carlos really is as dumb as he looks. How precisely would Gabrielle have gotten a paternity test at this stage of a pregnancy? And what did she use to run the test? Did he give her a vial of his blood during visiting hours? How stupid could he be? Well, he did believe that his grass needed to be mowed three times a week. The two of them just can't stop LYING! At least they realize that they are both awful people. But they're "still rich"......so I guess they're happy with that.

YOU GO, BREE! When I saw Rex's mother hanging out of that taxi screaming like a crazy person, I had flashbacks to nightmares of what would descend upon my house if something happened to MY DH. She showed a lot more decorum than I would have. She gave Rex 18 FAITHFUL years, and his mother had the nerve to come in and pass judgment on her like she went out of her way to make him unhappy! I would have put the cow on the curb. I am not mad at her for yanking that tie off and burying HER husband in a manner in which she saw fit. Although, that really did look like a fake Rex. Maybe he IS still alive.....

And finally, the new neighbors.... I told DH that this is why I don't talk to people. You never know who has somebody CHAINED UP IN THE BASEMENT! They can look perfectly normal on the outside and be completely insane behind closed doors. Is it just me or did she seem way too chummy with her son? Wisteria Lane is pretty much a Noah's Ark of freaks. At least one of every kind lives on the same street! Makes you wonder what is hiding in your OWN neighborhood.

Ah...Grey's Anatomy...

OK, I get that Addison cheated on Dr. McDreamy first. But that still doesn't excuse him from not mentioning that he was married. However, that's what happens when people try to reverse engineer relationships. You start off screwing the first night you meet and then you think something meaningful can suddenly blossom from rolling in the hay with a total stranger. For a doctor, Meredith is not very smart.

Same with Cristina...Burke doesn't even have her PHONE NUMBER. Yet he feels some sort of connection to her? Based on what? I don't get it. I do find it ironic that he was perfectly happy to accept the interim chief position based largely on the fact that the real chief knew about Sheppard sleeping with an intern while he himself is bonking Cristina! She was the one who wanted to just have sex and pretend like there was nothing else for her besides work. And now she's brokenhearted when he cut her off after she repeatedly rejected his attempts to get to know her? I wonder if she'll go through with the abortion....

I'm glad O'Malley was able to help Joe keep his bar. I like the fact that they are giving his character some actual depth and cahones. It is pitiful that he's still pining away for Meredith Grey when he knows that she would rather suffer with a bad boy than give the nice guy the time of day. Enough with the long-suffering geek routine already!

Please don't tell me that Izzie is starting to fall for Alex. He's a PIG! Even pigs are capable of showing affection, but they are swine nonetheless!

My favorite character is Dr. Bailey. I love her! She knows everything that everybody is doing, but she doesn't let them drag her into their messes. She's no nonsense and fears no one. Even though Shepherd is her boss, she didn't hesitate to tell him where to go and how to get there. She's the ONLY one who isn't caught up in the drama. Isn't it scary to think about the things that are going on at hospitals? You go in to have a baby or get treated for something else, and your doctor is worrying about which intern his wife will find out he's sleeping with or which supervisor knocked her up? NICE...

Did I already mention that Sunday nights are hot again!!!! BTW, I haven't checked the whole board yet, so sorry if someone else already started a thread like this.

On Marriage....

I've often wondered why so many people run from marriage like it's some sort of airborne disease. And I think I have an answer. Fear. It's not a novel discovery by any stretch of the imagination. But I think it's right on the money.

So let me make it clear for all of those who are confused about what marriage means. You know, those of you out there who think that because he gives you butterflies in your stomach or she makes you want to jump her where she stands, that you can base something solid on that. Marriage is knowing that if the occassion ever presented itself, you would walk through fire and go head up with the devil himself to protect that other person. It's realizing that after the butterflies have flown away, something real had better be there providing a strong foundation.

Marriage is also understanding compatibility. Think of it this way. When you marry someone, you are agreeing to put up with a certain output level of stupidity from them. If your maximum stupidity intake capacity is 6 and their maximum output level is 10, you are NOT compatible. You cannot change another person. Only they can change themselves, and they have to want to do it FOR themselves.

Marriage is not going to make you happy. If you're looking to fill a void in your soul with another person, you're being selfish and unfair to them. Marriage is a union of two wholes. Not a whole plus two thirds. You have to be comfortable in your own skin and secure in who you are before you can fully give yourself to someone else. Sure you can get married incomplete, but contrary to what Jerry McGuire says, that other person will not complete you. And your marriage will be in for some rocky times.

Speaking of which, marriage is also knowing that everything isn't going to be smooth sailing all the time. We have a 50% divorce rate in the United States. Mind you, that statistic is completely based on heterosexual couples. Nobody bats an eye when Britney Spears is married and divorced in 20 minutes. Yet there are gay couples--who are barred from their constitutional right to marry--that stay together for a lifetime. Why? Because they face adversity together, and they don't let ignorant people and life's nasty little surprises come between them. How strong must you be to love each other in the face of the last acceptable form of overt discrimination in this country? Heterosexual couples could take some lessons from that.

Marriage means realizing that there will be some incredible highs that single people can only dream out. There is nothing like being with someone who has stood before God and pledged to love only you forever. People can say that living with someone in perpetuity gives you the same thing, but I say no. There is nothing special or sacred about being someone's girlfriend/boyfriend for the rest of your life. How many of those do people have in a lifetime? True commitment is stepping out on that limb of faith and making a vow that you are morally bound to keep.

On the subject of vows, the reality of marriage is that one day your spouse might get MS, cancer, lupus or some other debilitating disease. And then suddenly you might have to be the breadwinner, your childrens' primary caretaker, a nursemaid, AND a spouse. It's a harsh reality, but it happens. Marriage is accepting that uncertainty and perservering anyway.

It is also being smart enough to know that being married doesn't mean that you have given up your "freedom." What does that even mean? If you're with someone who thinks they OWN you, they are not marriage material. In a good marriage, both people grow in leaps and bounds because your spouse should inspire you to be better than you are today.

And finally a marriage that is based in faith and love creates an environment that is secure for children. This is not a debate over the merits of single parenting. But it is simply a fact that children thrive in stable, loving two-parent homes where there are two people to share the responsibilities and the joys. There is nothing in the world like knowing that you and your spouse have participated in the miracle of life and have been blessed with the grand responsibility of shaping a human being into a positive citizen of the world.

Don't be afraid of marriage. Be afraid of all the baggage that blocks you from it. It's not for everyone--most certainly not the weak-minded or the faint-of-heart. If it's truly not your calling, good. Accept that, move on, but don't disrespect those people who make it work. If it is, and you think you can't go there, marriage itself is not the problem. The problem lies within you.

Call Me Bitch If You Want To...

It's amazing, but I have often had strange men ask me why I look so "mean" and "like I don't want to talk to people." HELLO! I don't!!!

I am not interested in nor am I required to stop and carry on a conversation with a strange man just because he wants to. I do not want your number and hell no, you can't have mine. I am MARRIED! And before you ask me if I am happily married, get a clue. That is none of your business. Even if I wasn't, I still wouldn't want YOU. I don't have to smile because you want to see it or take off my shades so you can look at my eyes. I certainly don't need you to pay for anything for me and I have no interest in responding to things like "HEY," "PSSSST," or "What's YOUR name?" Hay is for horses. "Psst" may be how you call some of the knucklehheaded girls who live on your block, but I ain't on your block. And I don't give my name to fools who come up to me on the street.

It makes me boil when I think about how girls are raised to be sweet and accomodating even at the expense of their own comfort. Who cares if you offend some strange guy on the street? If you don't want to talk to him or tell him anything, say that and keep walking. But puh-leeeeze stop looking down at your feet, stumbling over your words, and looking like a victim. Stand up straight, be proud and look like the kind of woman who would raise hell itself if she were attacked. Predators prey on those they think are weak. You have a right not to be accosted on the street, and if some guy thinks you're a BITCH! because you won't let him talk to you any kind of way, so what.