redbird

These jerks. I canceled cable back in November and haven't been able to watch. Just the other day I decided that maybe I'd pay to watch on Amazon...but now I can't. No way am I going to give them anything on the off chance that this is just another scheme to stay relevant. In fact, I feel so strongly about it that I'm writing it into my personal mission statement, which I plan to unveil at a ceremony in 2 years.

I don't think this show even has a production crew anymore. It's just Duggar Magic 8 Ball over at TLC, and we're the dummies who keep shaking it.

In the Midwest where I've oft enjoyed some Frito chili pie, I've not found that it requires day-old chili (though why that would be bad—doesn't chili get better with age?). It's basically just chili with Fritos as a topping (or bottoming?). I'd much rather have that (assuming I still ate four-legged meat) than some generic baked chicken with cream sauce, veggies, and rice. Good for Jessa and Ben for doing it their way, to the extent they did, since they've probably had few chances to do so up until this point. I hope they have a nice life together (with as few Holocaust references as possible).

All weddings are 50% sweet, 50% lame. That's just how it is. Good for Jill and Derick. I hope they have a happy long life together.

The Duggars have always been kooky. But they at least seemed genuine in previous seasons. I don't even know what this is anymore. It's depressing. Not about the Duggars specifically, but about reality TV in general. Which is probably the most first-world problem that's ever been declared, but I don't even care. Sorry Ponyboy. Nothing gold can stay.

I love that scene where Anna is talking to Michael about self control. His "yes" and "nooooooo" crack me up. And I think the definition she gives for self control is actually a good one. Instant obedience to do what is right. Like, I want a donut. But I know donuts are bad so I don't have one. If I instantly listen to that internal conscience, without acting first contrary to it and having to be corrected externally, I'm instantly obedient to rightness, aka I've shown self control. Obedience to do what is right is very different than obedience to an outside authority figure. (Aside: I do, of course, constantly disobey re: donuts. To say I lack self control when it comes to donuts is akin to saying the Duggars have a few kids. Vaaaast understatement. TMish Anna.)

Thanks for the reminder. Sylvia scrambling up that ladder still haunts my nightmares. Poor girl. She and Albert could've been so happy together, all cute and lispy.

I felt bad for Ben too. Is this just for show, or is that kid really in for a life of the Elvin Tibideaux treatment?

I think gender reveals are Pinterest driven. Personally? If I ever have a baby, I'm not telling the gender for the first 6 months. Just because.

Which is strange, because nothing would cheer me up more than cleaning out a tub in a mansion so that my engaged younger sister can birth her babies there someday. Wah-wah.

I hope she has twins so we can know ASAP whether they're going to have a letter theme. That's what I'm in it for: the names.

There was that episode where Jana and J_____ went to visit Josh and Anna in DC. During dinner, Jana was standing up holding Marcus and eating. Anna made a comment along the lines of, "That's an advanced maneuver for someone who isn't even a mom." Oh, the shade Jana threw. I swear she deadpanned the camera like, "Seriously? Seriously." It was awesome.

She Instagram'd a picture of the palm of her hand showing just the band side. So it must be a thing if she's waiting to reveal. According to her, ever time she sees the ring on her hand, "it takes her breath away."

Seriously. My stomach aches after watching her treat those poor dogs so horribly. I read a story earlier today about two women being arrested for stealing that husky. My initial reaction was that it takes a truly horrible person to steal a dog. Now I'm wondering if they weren't trying to rescue the poor guy.