Thursday, April 15, 2010

Real Housewives of Austin, TX...

...so, everyone is gaga about Reality TV and I don't even watch it - mainly because I don't have cable, thank goodness. As I drove the kids to Ecole this morning...I pitched this series in my mind:
Evan, self-employed artist/signmaker husband, is off on a week long trip to Florida to deliver 3 big ole' vintage signs to a rich client in Boca. I sleep through the alarm and wake up with the sleepy twins in bed with me and 15 minutes to make their lunches, feed them, get them dressed and out the door. Meanwhile, Zelda, with her particular potty training, insists that she spends at least 10 minutes sitting on the potty listening to glam rock, Triple Cobra. Creed, on the other hand is preparing a HUGE bag of various cars, dump trucks and jeeps to haul to Ecole for extended day play.
Loading the car - me, still in my PJ's and my post chemo, platinum blond hair resembling Phylis Diller - I have our builder, Tattoo John, watch the kids as I run in and out to get Zelda extra shoes and leggings in case she pees on them...

Up Mopac, I am writing this scenario in my head. Deliver kids, first Zelda to Gullet, then Creed to Ecole. My sleeping pill still hasn't worn off from the night before. Home to find out we have no electricity on our house renovation job sight, Tattoo John is dealing with inspectors (we haven't passed - yet) and Carlo, our steel guy has just arrived to install 3 flights of our staircase and needs 220 power to run his welder. What to do? Tap into the neighbors fuse box. Woohoo!

I guess I am missing the drama of: lady friends in tight spandex dresses, pedicures, cocktails, plastic surgery, cat fights & such to make this a viable Reality TV show...but this is it...for now...
Tune in for more.
Oh, and by the way, now I am at work, running my own shop and trying to finish a bunch of sewing...

while Daddy's away...

1 comment:

Gemma Samuel said...

I am hooting with laughter and in total awe!