emotional much? (Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot?)

do you ever catch yourself doing something that is so unnatural, so UNTHINKABLE, so against what would be considered normal, god-fearing behavior, it just stuns you?

and so it is with me and tears. in relation to ridiculous events. on television.

yes, i am so embarrassed by this fact that i can't even type it in normal-size font. it must be reduced to the smallest size as to minimize my guilt. for being an extreme pansy when it comes to inappropriate television viewing.

what's the real kicker here is the fact that i can be a stone-cold ice queen when it comes to common emotional triggers.

first day of preschool for last and final child? couldn't have been happier.

mother's day song sung by shiny, clean offspring in sacrament meeting? dry as the sahara desert.

huge fight with husband? meaner than a junkyard dog. a dog WITH NO TEAR DUCTS.

which makes the fact that i teared up--TWICE!--during kendra's wedding even MORE shameful:

seriously--i'm not proud.

of course, in my defense, it was CLASSIC girl romantic fantasy--there kendra was, knocked-up, exchanging vows at the playboy mansion while her 84-year-old ex-lover, hugh hefner, looked on tenderly. as well as the two women she shared her geriatric boy-toy with, her ex-stripper mother, & her younger brother who was fresh out of rehab.

just like tearing a page out of a fairy tale......

i would like to state for the record that i don't watch kendra, nor would i be emotionally involved in the character's lives. (unbeknownst to them, of course. it's how i roll.)

i prefer to save that kind of inappropriate devotion for the REALLY IMPORTANT, life-changing reality tv shows. like the hills.

i admit this publicly in hopes that my peers will shame me out of this. i think you're up to the challenge.