Besides my two adorable daughters, my lovely husband, and cadebury mini eggs, I have a really big obsession with reality TV shows. I think reality TV is a love/hate type of relationship. I am pretty sure it started way back when the only type of reality TV show was COPS. I remember watching it on Saturday nights with my dad. Apparently it was a great bonding experience for a daughter and her dad... Bad Boys Bad Boys, whatcha gonna do....
Now I don't obsessively watch reality shows all day long. That would be crazy. If I did sit home and do that, my 3 footer's vocabulary would clearly contain a few more, shall we say, colorful words. Her imaginative play would take on a whole new level of reality. I enjoy the prime time shows, one of which is The biggest Loser. I love the transformations that the contestants make whether it is with their weight loss or their confrontation with the true reality of their lives.
However, that is not the only part of the show that I love. I'm not going to lie. I am pretty smitten about the trainers. In fact, even though I am happily married, I have huge crushes on each of them. Even Jillian. Yup I am comfortable enough with myself to say that I have a girl-crush on Jillian. I am not sure if it's her ability to make grown men the size of football players cry and puke or if its her softhearted ability to make the players face their emotions head on that makes me swoon, but I do. Bob is a whole other story. Mmmmmm, is all I need to say.
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Love that pic. They are so cute. :)
AMEN! That is why we are such good friends because we feel exactly the same about reality tv...especailly the biggest loser. If I recall you were the person that introduced me to survivor!!
I know you meant to mention Lucy in the beginning of this post, too :)
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