I think every parent has a guilty pleasure that they share somewhat reluctantly...and if someone were to call them on it, they would deny, deny, deny!
Recently, though, Bran "outed" me for my guilty pleasure, and this is when I found out that not only am I not alone in this particular vice, but I was viewed as considerably cooler because of it!
Smoking? no way...that doesn't mix well with singing, or with asthma
Bridezillas? sure...except I freely admit that I enjoy watching the ridiculous antics of these girls, and hubby likes how normal this show makes me look in comparison!
No, my guilty pleasure is Deadliest Warriors, the show that takes two warriors from two completely different periods of time and pit them against each other. Each warrior only uses the weapons that would have been appropriate to that particular time in history, and after each is demonstrated, they do a computer model of the battle to see who would win. An example, for those who have never seen it, would be a recent episode which put Al Capone up against Jesse James!
I have to throw in a disclaimer here...like many things in my adult life, I was dragged somewhat reluctantly into watching this show. I am not a battle kind of girl and could really care less about the difference between a rifle and a shotgun, or a blunderbuss and a revolver. But after one episode, I was hooked...and thankfully, our DVR lets us watch the show at a more "family friendly" time. And, it is punishable by extreme amounts of whining if a certain individual watches the show without the rest of the family present (my nephew got in BIG trouble for this, and Jam was really mad at him!)
This is a family affair in our house...and Jam gets VERY upset if his guy doesn't win. While there is a lot of blood in the show, there is no actual, person to person combat.
So even though I think there are people out there who will judge me horribly for letting my sons watch this show, `I think it is valuable Momma/bear bonding time. It's not a popcorn and soda, curl up on the couch kind of night, but for one hour each week, I am guaranteed that the bears are going to be curled up next to Momma, rooting for one bad guy or the other.
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