Sometimes I wish I had an elliptical so I could justify watching so much TV. Plus, it would give my mind something to work on besides thinking of sarcastic comments. For instance, I was watching an HGTV show about the Christmas windows they do at Macys & other big department stores. These windows are amazing, they have animotronics & enough lights to blind you.

I had a problem with the show. Apparently, every window has to have a story or theme. One designer chose to tell the story of this hippy snowflake who moved to this town where everyone was the same. He showed them that all snowflakes are different & thats ok. It’s a great inspiring story….told in six windows. Every designer does this & I think it is just too overwhelming. You would never know the story just by looking at the windows. If you want to write a children’s book then write a children’s book. Just make the windows look pretty.

I’ve never made one of Paula Deen’s recipes. They always make me hungry & they look fantastic, but I just don’t see them as heart healthy. However, when I get older I hope I am like Paula Deen. You can see that everyone around her adores her, even her sons. She always seems to be making this face:

I get so caught up in the little things that annoy me that I forget to just enjoy life. I put off traveling or booking that hotel in las vegas. I fret over every calorie. I’m tense at family gatherings because I’m not Martha Stewart. Paula enjoys life right down to the last stick of butter.

I was just watching “The Twelve Days of Redneck Christmas”. I never miss an episode of “My Big Redneck Wedding”. There is just something so refreshing about seeing people who are actually happy. Pick any other show on TV & you will see couples discounting prospective houses because there is only one sink in the master bathroom.

Then on the other hand you have self proclaimed rednecks who are thrilled that they can make a giant horseshoe out of an old toilet seat or that they found possum as roadkill for Christmas dinner. I can’t help but wonder, are rednecks happier than the rest of us?