Perfection

Don’t be fooled. This new look does not mean that we are changing our focus! Pet and I are still very much shameless shippers! However, it seems that life’s problems have caught up with us and our normal coping mechanism, our ships, have been put on the back burner. Or, we just don’t have a current ship – well, except for Castle (and, of course, our hots for Beckett!)


I found the following blog entry that I wrote just after the shocking Bones final last year May:

I doubt there is any single Bones fan anywhere in the world, who was not shocked by the season finale!  Right?  I was so shocked that I was unable to even decide if I was happy, sad, angry, scared or resigned.  However, after a lot of thinking, and reading the interviews with HH and RN, I have actually managed to get myself rather excited for the next season!

Yes, I also read a lot of people mentioning the parallels between the X-Files and Bones.  In fact, I was also very loudly complaining in poor sister Pet’s ear about how “HH copied CC, and how it’s all been done, and how I was hoping for some originality” blah, moan, whinge, temper-tantrum, etc...  But, at the end of the day I realised that this could actually be one of the main reasons why I love Bones so much?!  Despite the lack of sex (which is my favourite complaint), I loved the way the X-Files was handled.  

I never posted it, but reading it now I feel sad to realise that the optimism that I had then no longer exists. As far as Booth and Bones go, I am of the “whatev’s” opinion. No, it is not because they have gotten together and the “moonlighting curse” has hit! Not at all! It’s more due to, in my opinion, the changes in Booth and his expectations of Bones. Or the fact that he seems to come across as a whinging, whiny child! I know I could elaborate a lot more, but I just don’t care... You know, whatev’s!

I was reading an article the other day on ‘true life professionals and their gripe with how they are portrayed in television shows!” Of course, one of the biggest gripes is how unrealistic shows like CSI or Grey’s Anatomy are. Of course DNA results do not magically come in after a few minutes and, of course a hacker does not magically log into a classified national security server after a few furious key taps and mouse clicks. But who cares really? I mean, if we are going to be ‘realistic’ then we would have to wait like weeks, months or years for Horatio and his team to find the killer right? So much reality around me, I really don’t need it as entertainment on TV too! So many expectations of perfection that it is enough to make you literally want to put a gun to your head!

For example, I read a blog entry the other day, one of the few parenting blogs that actually really made sense! The author compared parenting to climbing Mount Everest. It is hard work and now and then you are rewarded with a spectacular view – but after taking your time to appreciate the beauty around you, you keep climbing. I wonder if I will ever reach the top! However, something else this author said made me realise that the pressure we put on ourselves to be perfect parents, probably stems from us thinking it is expected of us. The author of the article I read described a typical day in the supermarket with her 4 kids. Snotty noses, screaming tantrums, missing kids etc.. etc.. And, in the midst of this chaos a ‘well meaning’ elderly lady approached her with the advice: “enjoy every minute because they grow up so fast!” 

 So, if you are not enjoying every minute with your kids to the fullest (like when your teenager is swearing at you, your toddler is throwing such an extreme fit that you are sure you neighbours are phoning the police and your baby is crying in pain due to teething), you are a bad parent?. Are we expected to enjoy these moments too? You know – enjoy EVERY moment! Well, I can’t! I abso-fucking-lutely cannot sit amongst the chaos and screaming and think to myself “wow, this is lovely, I really need to enjoy this!” And, since I cannot enjoy that moment, does that mean I am a bad parent? And, when those moments seem to outnumber the “scenic” moments and I am spending less time enjoying than I should, am I a bad parent? Is that why so many of us are so quick to label ourselves as bad parents? Because we are not enjoying every moment with our kids? I don’t think so. There are no perfect people, only perfect intentions right? I will just keep climbing that mountain and waiting for those calm moments when I can enjoy the view. Those generally come when my daughter hugs me and tells me “I love you tooooo Mommy” (in her high pitched sing-songy way). Or my son comes and tells me he aced a test, or even when they are all safely tucked into their beds, fast asleep and I can relax in my husband’s arms and just breathe. One thing I can say for sure though is that I love my kids – I adore them, but I am in no way a perfect parent. Maybe a perfect “warning” to other parents though!

However, the above was just a side rant. I’m leaving it there though, with no apologies.
Back to the ship. Currently we have, I think, a total of 1 ship! ONE! EINE! How sad is that! No wonder we are so caught up in reality! As I mentioned before, shipping a show is our coping mechanism! Although, A and I are pretty faithful Will and Emma (from Glee) shippers! It’s just a hard couple to ship because you only really get a Wemma episode every few weeks (if you lucky). Most of the show focuses on the kids, and that is just boring! So, we have Castle and occasional Glee – and that’s it!


It’s sad really. Sad and grim!
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