It has been over a month since I last posted. I guess there has just been nothing of interest really to say. Not that what I have to say tonight is really of any interest, but here it is anyway.
I admit it. I am a sap. I love the cheesy happy ending. In fact, I live for it. So much in this world is disappointing and disheartening and out of our control, that seeing those happy endings, well, they make me happy. And if I can get some laughs in, so much the better.
I say this because I am going to admit something I am semi-ashamed of: I watch (and enjoy) The Bachelor(ette). I know it is fake and contrived, and that the relationships won't last in the real world, but I like watching the show. The dates are fun and romantic and ridiculous and entertaining, so whats not to like? I even watched the wedding they showed last week. Who knows if it will last, but I enjoyed being a voyeur and watching it (along with who knows how many millions of others). And, as sappy as it is, I did tear up a little bit. Sigh.
It gets even better though. Every Monday I look forward to the wedding announcements in the Express (the daily free newspaper put out by the Washington Post). I also like to watch "Say Yes To The Dress" on TLC, and the other week I caught myself watching "Four Weddings" as well. I am not in a relationship, and let's be honest, I probably won't be for a while, but I like watching these shows. I am not on the hunt for a bridal gown or ideas for a wedding, and in fact, have never dreamed about my future wedding. I just like reading about and seeing other people who are so happy and in love.
To continue coming clean, yes I read trashy romance novels too. I read so much depressing stuff for class and work (when I had a real job), that it is nice to escape into a book where I know the ending is going to be just what I want, so I can enjoy the journey getting there. One caveat is that I do like to have some action/adventure in there, and the heroine can't be a blithering idiot. Still, I know this is hardly redeeming, and that I am wasting some brain cells every time I read one of these books. I have no regrets though, as they keep me both sane and happy. In my defense, I do love Jane Austen as well, so at least that is some classier trash, lol. It is possible of course that these novels contribute to why my standards are so high, but that is a chance I have to take, as I don't see my standards lowering any time soon.
In any case, I will (not so) proudly watch the Bachelorette when it premiers in May, and I will continue to read my trashy romance novels and watch my tv shows with their happiness practically spewing at me out of my tv. I will continue to tear up, but I will also continue to laugh and enjoy the possibilities and dreams that this (sad) little habit of mine provides. I'm a sap, but you know what, it keeps the cynical side of me balanced, and I sorely need that in this crazy world we live in.
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