If one more person tells me I should have done this show, I’ll vomit.

Yea, I know this is now a blog post with a side order of the dramatic.

But seriously, what is it about me that makes people think I should be on that kind of reality show.

When it isn’t even close to being real.

Is it because I live in the same town it was taped?

Because so were about 40 other reality shows.

There are the reality shows of the ridiculous, embarrassing sort and then there are decent reality shows.

And for the offers to be on the ridiculous and embarrassing kind, I say no thanks.

I have enough on my plate.I don’t have time to concoct a character for the masses to hate. to envy. to pity.

Three of my friends have reality shows in the works.

(One is going to be a train wreck.)

Each have told me that next time I’m in town they want to set up a story line with me.

Which character would I play?

Opportunistic momager looking to make money off her pAArting daughter? Taken.

Mom of two girls crying poor although her ex pays hundreds of thousands in alimony and child support? Taken.

Purple tutu wearing mom who bites the head off of journalists who say things she doesn’t like.  Taken.

Dessert fanatic who plays in the park with her kids, works an insane amount of hours but loves her job?  

Sadly not real enough for reality tv.

Oh well.

I’ll just stick to being me.

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