Even Favorites Get The Blues
Okay, y'all. So I drag myself out of bed this morning and meander out to the living room to do my morning workout video, and whatever channel the TV is on when I turn it on is playing an infomercial for that hair removal torture device (this is not an informed opinion, just an assumption) called No No, and I've seen several infomercials for this thing in the past but never before the infomercial starring Kassie DePaiva! Very, very exciting. And I can't sit here and lie to you people. I rather adore this woman, beyond all healthy reason. Because, seriously?
I may now order the damn thing. Huh. I guess this is why they hire celebrities to pimp this stuff. I am such a sucker. (Hand to god, I just thought this was adorable [even though it's over a year old] and am not trying to get anyone to buy anything. Though if anyone does buy it now, I want kick-backs! Or a free one. That thing looks like it hurts.)
But I digress. The show! Oh yeah. Blair, the alter ago of Mrs. DePaiva (and by "alter" I mean the role she plays rather than Lair, the naughty one, Stair, the cerebral one, and Gair, the dude who's always lookin' for ladies), is... how shall I put this? Failing at motherhood right now. That's a slight exaggeration, but I don't really understand why she stayed at the gym and sent Jack home with the driver after another bullying incident with Shane, and then after her workout went over to make out with Tomas, leaving Jack at home with complete computer access (I thought that was forbidden??) to continue to plot against Shane. Granted, Jack's other parent has not (that we know of) spent one freaking second with his son since the brief chat he had with Jack about the bullying incident after coming out of his coma, nor has he (even at a bare minimum, as Blair did today) even talked it through with someone else to try to figure out how to handle it. But Todd is ostensibly the problem with Jack, so it follows that the burden of actually bothering to do some parenting would fall entirely on Blair. And we're not seeing her do it. In fact, we're seeing every restriction she placed earlier being completely disregarded.
By the way, jerky-friend Brad did the lamest teenaged fridge-raid I've ever seen.
I saw several bottles of champagne in there, and yet he landed on whipped cream and what looks perhaps like cream soda.
I mock, but Blair's choking through her tears on, "I'm Blair Cramer, I should be able to handle my own son. Why isn't it working?" definitely got to me. Her insecurity about her own parenting skills and her powerlessness are pretty clear here. I just want her to get moving on this, yesterday! I realize if the kid's actually a sociopath (which is her fear) there's not a whole hell of a lot she can do about it through active parenting, but it would at least be good to know, right?
Thankfully, in this latest prank on Shane, he was one step ahead of those boys.
They invented a girl and Shane is totally onto them. Mr. Clever-Pants, that Shane!
Sorry to post and run, but there's a baseball situation to get to, so I will leave you with two bits of goodness:
- Ford and Tess were not on today's episode.
- Tea gave us her trademark look today. Oddly I never tire of this.