We’ve been watching Eco-Challenge Fiji all this week and really enjoying it. I LOVE that damn show, and I wish they’d show it more often than just this week. Every time we watch the show, I get all starry-eyed and think that adventure racing looks like the bee’s knees. Last night, I turned to Fred and said “We should take up adventure racing!” I thought for a moment, considering my current physical condition. “When we’re forty!” Fred laughed. “Yeah, except I’d turn into Ian!” (If you never saw Amazing Race 3, Ian and his wife Teri were an older (50ish) married couple, and Ian reacted to stress by screaming at his wife to move her ass. Charming, really. They came in second behind the loathesome Flo and the poor, beleagured Zach.) Actually, Fred would be Ian, screaming at me to move my ass, and I’d be Flo, having a constant hysterical nervous breakdown and blaming everything on him. It’d certainly be interesting, at least until it came to blows, I’m sure.
We’ll be missing Survivor tonight, because we have to attend yet another of the spud’s school concerts. This – thankyajesus! – is the last one for this year. I don’t know why it is, but every single damn concert we have to attend is on a Thursday. It’s a conspiracy, I think. Of course we’ll be taping the show and watching it when we get home, but it’s just not the same, damnit. Okay, that’s it for today. I’m going to post this and then go land on the couch and finish the book I’m reading before I have to start dinner. Y’all have a good one!]]>