Today, I'm supposed to post a recipe, but I'm not. Know why?
Last night, I didn't cook. I worked late, AGAIN.
Damn that work bullshit! It really cramps my style!
Instead, I got take-out, went home and ate, took a bath, buzzed around on Facebook (Friend me, if you're not a crazy mofo!) for a few minutes, read a book, and THEN the Hubby and I indulged in one of our new obsessions.
NO, not THAT! You PERVS!
I'm talking about that new reality show, Selling New York.
Have any of you seen this shit?
Dudes! We can't get enough!
It's a show about these two real estate companies that sell BAZILLION dollar apartments in New York City. Every half hour show is similar in that the realtors involved are either meeting with clients to show properties for sale or meeting with clients to score listings.
It's a fascinating look into the realm of the FILTHY STINKIN RICH!
I love it because I get to tour BEAUTIFUL residences that I can only dream about!
Of course, the funnest part? Is the fact that the whole time we're watching the show, my husband and I are yelling vulgarities and flipping off the television in JEALOUS unison. Last night's conversation went like this:
Hubby: That apartment is $3.8767566756589457483748274 million dollars?! WTF? WHO THE HELL CAN AFFORD THAT?
Me: I know! WHAT DO THOSE WHORES DO FOR A LIVING?! GEEZ!
Hubby: The commission on that apartment is $360,000.00?! WTF?
Me: BALLS! If I was that realtor, I would sell that ONE apartment, then sit on my freakin ass for the next TWO YEARS!
After the show was over, Hubby and I went off to bed. But our grumbling continued...
Me: That show really pisses me off! It makes me feel like an underachiever.
Hubby: I know! Can you believe people really live like that?!
Me: If they knew how much we paid for property taxes, THEY WOULD LAUGH IN OUR FACES!
Hubby: No shit! That's what they pay PER MONTH in condo fees!
Me: I friggin hate rich people.
Hubby: Yeah...me, too. Oh, well. SOME PEOPLE HAVE TO WORK IN THE MORNING. Time to get some sleep. We have a busy day tomorrow...GOOD NIGHT, LOSER!
Me: GOOD NIGHT, WELFARE CASE!
In case you had any doubt? Yeah. We really were made for each other.