Daytime drama
I need some good, warm fuzzy thoughts today. Do what you can. Greatly appreciated.
Another note on the lack of sleep department. I'm in the middle of a project where I'm transferring all my old shows that I have on VHS to DVD. There will be another post in the near future to discuss all the bad television that I've worked on over the years, but I digress. So far, the earliest tapes of shows I've found is from 1986. Yes, what's more amazing is that the tape still played. Anyway, so I do have some long shows that I put in the machine overnight to dub. Last night, around midnight, I popped in
"The Big Help" from 1996. This was an 8 hour "telethon" that aired on
Nickelodeon to encourage kids to do community service hours and "help". So I go downstairs this morning, figuring I'll finalize the DVD and pop in the next done to dub while I'm at work. The show is still recording. Yes folks, I went to bed around 1AM and was downstairs before 8AM. I slept less than the show was on the air. Sad.
Speaking of shows, as I've mentioned previously, I've been working on
"Dr. Phil" this week. Sometimes intriguing but generally, high calibar trash IMO. But it's a paycheck and the people are terrific. (at least the post department. I have no contact with anyone else) There was some excitement here on Wednesday though. Apparently, they were taping a follow up show where the husband was possessive and literally stalking his wife. The show initially intervened and got him into some facility to get him some help. So this was the follow up show to see how the husband was doing. They kept the husband and wife separated and they were never on the stage at the same time. The husband apparently said to Dr. Phil something like "His greatest wish is that he and his wife walk off the show hand in hand like him and Robin". Creepy. The show is over, they put him back in the limo to take him back to the hotel, or the airport or wherever. They get a few blocks away and he bolts from the limo and hops into a taxi! There's a camera crew still in the limo, they whip the car around and follow the taxi. He hops out of that taxi and then into another one and then they lose the second taxi. The crew comes back to the studio, one of the taxi's wants the show to pay him the $60, and the guy is still MIA. I heard yesterday that he called the wife on her cell. She was trying to talk him into going back to rehab, she'd meet him there (apparently all he wants is to meet with her), etc. He had no money or credit card since that's all turned in when you enter rehab, he's pissed because he was at the show under false pretenses, so he tells the wife that he sold his wedding ring and bought a plane ticket to go home. Not sure how he'd get on a plane without ID and paying for a last minute ticket with cash, should, theoretically, send up a flag in this day and age with the airlines. Don't know how it's all been resolved (if it even has been at this point) but it's pretty funny. Scary people will do anything to get on TV. White trash comes to mind but I don't know who the people are (haven't seen them or the first show) so I can't completely jump on that bandwagon. All I know is that we didn't have that kind of drama on "The Other Half". Had to share.
Labels: Dr. Phil, Nickelodeon, The Big Help
Is sleep optional?
In my house, the answer is apparently a resounding YES. As I've stated many times in countless blog posts, my child is a lousy sleeper. I shouldn't really be surprised by this since I (nor G for that matter) don't need a lot of sleep myself. I had some insomnia issues when I was growing up, didn't require a lot of sleep but my parents do claim that once I went to sleep, I did actually stay asleep until morning. Not my kid. C has been difficult to get to sleep pretty much from the moment she was born. Most kids, so we were told, are so tired by the birthing process that they pretty much fall asleep. We should've known we were in trouble when she was up for the first few hours of her life. It's pretty much continued along the same course for almost 4 years now.
I will admit that we've enabled some it (apply pancake baby theory here) by cuddling with her when we put her to bed. I'm better at getting up after the stories ("Honey, I have to go potty." is a common "I'm leaving" line) then G is but she definitely still feels the need to cuddle. G usually falls asleep and I go in to wake him up and get him out of there. I get frustrated watching the clock because there's usually something that I need to do and get tired of waiting for her to fall asleep, thus the above mentioned attempts to excuse myself. That being said, C didn't fall asleep until after 11PM last night! Yes, you read that right. We were all ready to pull our hair out. She had a full day at school, afternoon playing with the babysitter (I'm working this week) and then dinner. No nap and she was still wired. Finally, I told her when you see the 11 on the clock, I've got to go downstairs (I was there for about 30 minutes trying to get her to calm down) and I left. She wasn't happy but funny, she fell asleep. This is another on the growing list of things "When you turn 4" that we're going to implement. After reading stories and kisses and hugs goodnight, we're leaving the room. Four year old girls can fall asleep on their own. Enough already.
Yes, I know we're long overdue. We do well for awhile and then we have setbacks. I'm done. I'm tired. And because she doesn't go to sleep until late, I don't get my shit done and then you wonder why I don't turn out my light until 2AM. Of course, my insomnia last night didn't help either. When work is crazy and I'm working stupid hours (the Oscars pre-show comes to mind) then yes, sleep is an option. The rest of the time, it shouldn't be that hard.
Go to sleep kid! Or maybe I'll start putting a little Kahlua in her chocolate milk...
In other news, I'm filling in on
"Dr. Phil" this week. Just doing to editing of some shows. It's a very slow week so I'm spending a lot of time on the computer. Next week is the
"Miss USA Pageant". Hey, it's paycheck. Need me a few of those.
I made arrangements to go see
"Wicked" again when Caz is in town in a few weeks. She's seen it too but hey, you can never see it too many times, right? How special is this show that you can't get enough? I can't wait to see her. It's been about a year. Thank goodness for her job at
Mannatech because she organizes the annual trip for the Aussies to the National Convention in Dallas so they pay for her travel here. Good because I haven't exactly had the time or the money to get back to Sydney. We're hoping to go away for a few days to see the Grand Canyon. I've never been myself so if I'd get off my lazy butt and plan it, we might actually go.
I think I'll go do some research on that now. Have a great day!
Labels: Australia, chocolate milk, Dr. Phil, Miss USA Pageant, Sleep, Wicked
