Television therapy

I wrestled the TV away from hubby today and flipped to the Food Network. The winner of The Next Food Network Star was already been crowned, and I missed it! I also missed nearly all of Top Chef Masters. Grrrr….

Hubby has been spending a lot more time in front of the TV since he’s been at home. It means my TV viewing has whittled down to episodes of Robot Chicken and Cardinals baseball games. I run away when the news is on and I told hubby he’s lucky I like baseball.

One of my sister’s friends who’s a television junkie told me that studies have shown that your brain waves go beta when you watch television and they use that as an argument not to do it. For her, that’s exactly why she watches television. Karen’s a smart gal — I’m going with her argument.

I might need to put my foot down as Top Chef Las Vegas starts. What do they say? Cheaper than therapy.