I think it was last month that I was watching TV with the hubbs and sister in law (SNL) that I started wondering what life was like for the very first humans on earth. Oh, I know, it was because were talking about reality shows and I said a totally extreme reality show would be to put a bunch of babies on an island all alone and see how they survive.
My SNL said they wouldn’t survive and that they would die. That’s probably true, but it made me think – who the hell took care of little babies to begin with? I’m pretty sure we didn’t appear as full-grown adults on earth; we didn’t arrive in a puff of smoke and automatically know what had to be done to survive. Something had to help us out…
I believe we evolved, but when you really think about it, it’s all a big curiosity. Was I once a bug, or a dinosaur? Did I come from the dirt, or the water? Maybe I was an ape, but if that’s the case where did the ape come from?
Eh, at least this is more intriguing to think about than our new AA+ credit rating.
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Occasionally, I will watch Super Nanny and it always reminds me of the many reasons I don’t ever want to have children. I find myself glued to the abhorent behavior of the little demons, and my heart goes out to their parents…but not too much because the parents almost always have some fault that contributed to the rise of the evil. No one is a perfect parent–everyone can just hope to do their best.
Anyway, that was a digression from what I really wanted to talk about. I picked up on a method of calming while watching Super Nanny last week called Transition Time. It’s when you come home from work and just chill for 10-15 minutes without going off and doing something right away. In this instance the dad was a cop and his job was pretty stressful. That translated into tense, stressful behavior at home and he treated his kids and wife as if everything was a downtown interrogation.
Today I came home and tried out Transition Time. I walked through the door, threw my stuff on the table and plopped on the couch. I stared out the window and made my mind go blank. It only stayed blank for a minute or so, and then I started thinking of things that didn’t have to do with work like my dog having Davis Street Dumps breath, the toilet I heard about on the radio that can flush “anything,” and that friggin’ car that wouldn’t stop honking outside!
I liked Transition Time. It felt good to release my tension, and now I feel like a nap! Better not though, because then I’ll have problems getting back to sleep and my whole day will be off balance tomorrow. I’m going to go catch up on Dancing with the Stars until the husband comes home (he makes me watch that crap “on my own time” aka when he’s not around). I like to watch reality TV because people interest me…and by the way, I only catch Super Nanny because it comes on after Wife Swap, which I love! And for the record, my all-time favorite reality TV show is the Amazing Race.