Reality?

I got home from work last night. A long day indeed. I sat down on the couch with a glass of pinot grigio, kicked off my shoes, and turned on my TV to catch up on some shows that I have missed this week. Tivo. He's been one of my best friends for the past four years. The Amazing Race. God I want Meredith and Gretchen to win so bad. They truly amaze me. I think CBS should give them a million anyway. Hell, not a loss for them at all. Lynn and Alex. Lord help my sister's out. Just let them get in front of Mr. Red Sox.

Then I watch The Bachelor. Lord knows why. I just like the twists this season. It amazes me how these girls fling themselves on a guy they hardly even know. None of them ever stay together. Trista and Ryan were different though. They were the only couple that you could feel through the screen. The rest, BLAH!

Then onto The Apprentice. I don't think the Donald's show is doing to well this season. The show has lost it's pazzaz (spelling). I do love how the street smart team is kicking ass though. Find it rather amusing.

Yes I admit it. I am a reality TV whore. But how much of it is reality? What is reality? Why are we here? What is our purpose? Why do we meet the people who come into our lives? I try and take something away from everyone I meet. I think every person that we meet can teach us something about ourselves that we can then learn from and possibly pass on to others. Life is a crazy journey. I must admit though over the past year, I finally feel as though I am starting to get it. Coming into my own skin. No more secrets. No more lies. Just being 100% me. No one chooses life. But we can choose how to live it.

--OUT