What is Reality?

Seriously?!?!? Sometimes I feel like people need to prioritize the things that are important in life. It is interesting how everyone is so focused on reality TV, what celebrity is cheating, which one is going to jail, and now Lebron leaving the Cavs. I don't know if it is the fact that I have gone through way too much lately to care about this, or if all of the sudden my world was rocked and now I see perspective on the important things in life.

Correct me if I am wrong, Lebron is still playing basketball right? It is not like he stopped like Michael Jordan did to try out a little baseball. He will still be playing, and the Cavs are not going anywhere either. So if you like Lebron, and you like the Cavs, GREAT, now you have two teams to watch. I do apologize to my mother and my Bean. My mom is absolutely in love with Lebron which in turn has made her fall in love with the entire Cavs team. She schedules her days around games during the basketball season, and looked forward to her Christmas gift of game tickets and a hotel stay in Cleveland every year. She has had so much going on in her life lately, and the Cavs WITH Lebron made her happy for a few hours at a time. And Bean has been a fan of both the Cavs and Lebron since she attended high school with him years ago. So I feel they actually may have a right to grieve. However, it is awfully sad to see people getting so upset they are burning jerseys in the streets of Cleveland. I like what Lebron said, "If the Cavs fired me, my family would not come and burn down the facilities."

He is being selfish, yes, and he has every right to be. It is his life, and he can live it the way he wants. He has a talent, and wants to win a championship. There is nothing wrong with that. I bet if everyone of these wayward Lebron fans were in his shoes they would do the same thing. That is one thing I have definitely learned in these past eleven weeks. Sometimes you have to be selfish. Sometimes you have to say to hell with what others think and to what others want, I need to do what is best for myself and my family. That is the same advice Lebron's mom gave him, and I am glad she did! She could have pressured him into staying in Cleveland and he probably would have done it, but obviously that is not what he wanted. He has been friends with Dwayne Wade for a long time, and he wants to play ball with him. Heck, I would want to do the same, I would want to go and play with my friend if I had the chance. Now Cleveland and everyone else is trying to make him feel bad and accuse him of the further downfall of Cleveland. That is not fair to him! No one should hold one man responsible for the fall of a whole city. The man is not God. They should be focusing on the amazing seven years he gave Cleveland.

My challenge to America, is instead of focusing on the stupid reality of everyone else, turn off the TV and make your own reality. It may stink at times, hurt at times, and may not be as action packed as Lebron's reality, but it is REAL life, and that is a beautiful thing.

The only thing that really concerns me with Lebron going to Miami, is what the heck am I going to get my mother for Christmas this year?!?!?

Jeopardy

It runs for 30 mins a day on ABC Monday thru Friday.
What is Jeopardy?

The show that since I was little my life revolved around
What is Jeopardy?
The song my sister choreographed her first dance to
What is the Jeopardy Theme Song?

That is correct!
It all started when my little sister was born. My mother was blessed with being a stay at home mom for about a year, and since we just moved to California she did not have many adult friends. I was four, and although I was speaking in full sentences by the age of 18 months, I guess it wasn't quite enough. My mother started watching Jeopardy to keep her mind sharp and feel as if she was getting a little more mental stimulation than talking with a four year old and an infant. Every day at seven p.m. my mom, Bug and I would watch Jeopardy. Thanks mom, because I'm sure it helped my IQ jump a few points also. My sister perfected her toddler Jeopardy dance. It consisted of her sitting her little but right in front of the TV and when the song started to play she would bob her head from side to side in the ear-to-shoulder movement. It became famous in our neighborhood. People would come far and wide, well, maybe from a couple blocks away, in order to watch Bug bob to Jeopardy. I wish we could have gotten it on video!


This is NOT Bug, but Obviously babies love to dance to the Jeopardy song, it is all over youtube.
When I moved out, I thought that would be the last time that my life had to revolve around this trivia game. I was wrong!

The only time I cannot talk is the thirty minutes this show is on.
What is Jeopardy?

Yeppers, Foster's favorite show is Jeopardy. Actually, it is the only show he watches religiously. I guarantee if the local channels had not gone digital, Foster and I would never have gotten cable. We had the bunny ears, and as long as he was able to watch his show, there was no need for cable. Well, THANK GOD it all went digital, because now I get to watch all of my other shows. However, no matter what I am watching, at seven o'clock I give up the remote for thirty minutes, and must remain quiet. If you know me, you know how hard it is for me to stay quiet for five minutes so thirty seems impossible!

We make it a rule that we do not eat in front of the television unless this show is on
What is Jeopardy?

That is right! Foster and I have made a pact that no matter what is going on in our lives, we will always make time to eat dinner at the table except, you guessed it, when Jeopardy is on. I try my hardest to time dinner either a half an hour before or right after Jeopardy, but sometimes it just happens to be done around seven o'clock, and in those instances, I make an exception to our dinner at the table rule.

If I call my husband when this show is on, he will not hear or remember a word I say
What is Jeopardy?

Yes, last month I learned the hard way to make sure to check the time before calling Foster. I made the mistake of calling him at 7:05pm one evening, and I noticed he was not paying attention to a word I was saying. I looked at the time and realized what I had done, "Okay, honey, I will call you back in twenty-five minutes," I said.

"Huh? What? Oh, okay, thanks honey," he responded as he was trying to listen to the TV.

So, a word to the wise, unless it is a life and death emergency, I would refrain from calling Foster or me between 1900-1930 (7-7:30). If you do, be warned, I do not take responsibility if he completely ignores what you say or just doesn't answer the phone. And for my sake, pray that Jeopardy never goes off the air, or else you may find a nice 32" TV for sale in my front yard and Time Warner will lose one more customer.