Once again, we're back to "The Real Housewives"...

My mother is watching the reunion show from Real Housewives DC and it's pretty solidly making me want to meet Michaele Salahi JUST so I can tell her she's...
~ An idiot
~ A bitch
~ Faker than a Barbie Doll
~ A liar
~ Petty
~ Vapid
~ Useless
~ Less useful in society than an STD
Among other things. 


Actually, honestly, my opinion of her is pretty well summed up in Platypus by Green Day. 


But enough of her. Lets talk about the rest of the cast.


The Real Housewives of DC flew under the radar in my last Real Housewives post. I'd only watched part of an episode and I didn't much like it. But now? 


I've come to appreciate the majority of the women.


The one who at first put me on edge was Catherine Ommanney. She seemed bitter and annoying and like she could use a filter, but over the course of the series I realized that she was actually a really sweet person. She was also a very strong personality, and though it took some getting used to, I realized that I would willingly put up with her. She's a Londoner and a mother and I'm actually looking forward to her book coming out. Yes, I will read it. I find her fascinating. 


Then there's Stacie Scott Turner. I think part of the reason I found issue with her was that she was constantly accusing Cat of being a racist, and when the reunion show aired tonight she claimed that she had never accused her of any such thing. She did. Buck up and admit to it. You were an ass but we're not going to hold it against you if you just say you're sorry. That said, I found a bit of pity for her when I found out that she wasn't able to find her birth father. The whole adoption thing... yeah, I'm used to that. I'm adopted, I found my birthmother and it went to shit. I hope her story ends better. 


Lynda Erkiletian... I think the fact that she reminds me just a little of my mother is why I tolerate her. Some of what she does would bother me otherwise, but she just makes me laugh because I see so much of my mother in her. Other than that, I don't really have an opinion on her. Oh, but her admission that she smoked weed as a teenager makes me grin.


But oddly enough, my favorite on the series was Mary Schmidt Amons. I don't know why. She just was.  She's glazy, lazy and sweet. If you don't get it, watch an episode. I think I see a bit of me in her. In a weird way. 


I ended up liking the series a lot better than I was expecting to. 


And now I'm faced with The Real Housewives of Orange County. Who might have ruined the Weezer song Beverly Hills for me. But I'm 25 minutes into the first episode with my mother and I'm just...


No. 


I'll save my review for the final show or whatever. Until then, that's the end of that. I'll write a blog that's better soon. I have a ton of cool stuff for you guys.


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FREAK