Weeknight Addiction

I need to remind myself that nothing on Bravo TV is worth staying up past my bedtime.  Damn you, Bethenny Frankel and The Real Housewives.  I just can't quit you.  You are my sweet indulgence, my weeknight addiction.  I can't stop watching, because I am utterly repulsed and fascinated at the same time.  I can't say that I "identify" with these over-the-top, extravagant women; I think I am more in awe of their behavior and lifestyle than anything else.  It is like watching a bad train wreck, or scary scene in a movie.  You don't want to watch, but you just can't pull yourself away.  It is a sickness.  A disgusting waste of time that I just can't get enough of.

 I mean, really?! What is it with these women??