My husband has recently discovered the 'joys' of daytime TV. He's been sheltered by the likes of Jerry Springer and Steve Wilcos. Now he comes home every day for lunch and immediately flips on whatever lie detecting show might be airing.
This is kinda cute, but its also alarming. The people on those shows scream...a lot. My neighbor took me aside and asked if everything was 'okay at our house because she noticed that when my husband came home during the day there was an awful lot of noise. I guess she thought I was being beaten.
Im actually more embarrassed that the neighbors know we watch the shows now than of them thinking we are a domestic violence home.
I guess that's the price we pay to find out whose the babies daddy.