really?

Maybe it's me, my age, or the fact that I'm a Mom, but SOME of the people I work with are so freaking lame and boring. Immature may even come to mind. Am I becoming an old fart? My Grandmother's hubby called them FOP's (fucking old people). I sit at lunch and all the gals have to talk about is Dancing with the Stars and The Hills. I WISH I had time to talk about crap TV, but I don't. I teach full time, pick up the kids from my Mom's, get home, start cooking and cleaning, feed the kids, prepare for the next day (cleaning bottles, preparing lunch, getting the kids clothes ready), give the kids a bath, get myself ready for the next day, play with Oliver for a bit, put the kids in bed, and then I can finally relax. By then, it's 9PM. I'm VERY thankful for the 9PM shows on Bravo and FX (Sunny rocks)! I'm thankful for $2 wine from Walmart. I'm thankful for a little sleep. And all of this is with a hubby who helps me equally.

I'm sick of hearing about crap TV. Who give a fucking flip about LC and Heidi. I'm interested in talking about something with substance. The economy. Politics. Obama (he rocks). How my son missed the potty the other day, peed everywhere and said, "Mommy, made mess come check it out". My daughter teething and her new found interest in growling like a dog.

Guess I'm just becoming a FOP. Really?