She had style, she had flair, she was there!

That's how she became The Nanny! I'm just going to continue on my theme of TV shows featuring single, over 30, independent women. I love The Nanny. I got the third season in my Easter basket and have been watching it the past week and it makes me laugh out loud. Just so you know, I don't just sit at home and watch TV. I am super busy all the time lately (which is why my blog doesn't get updated like it should, although I'm not as bad as Beth :) Anyway, I know The Nanny isn't a show that gets a lot of credit, but it should. I literally laugh out loud all by myself when I watch it. As a HUGE I Love Lucy fan, I really appreciate the nod The Nanny gives Lucy. The facial expressions, the scenarios, they are all just great classic comedy. I highly recommend everyone watch this (although I understand some people can't get past Fran Drescher's voice), it's the best way to laugh at the end of a long day.

I think I watch reruns of sitcoms so much because there aren't any good ones on TV today. I cannot get into reality TV. 1) It's not reality. 2) If it is reality, I watch TV to get AWAY from reality, so what's the point? This really got me thinking: are there any sitcoms on TV anymore? We don't have TGIF on ABC anymore, and I can't tell you what's on the Thursday night lineup. If anyone knows of a new sitcom on TV that I might like, I welcome all recommendations. Maybe it'll restore my faith in TV land. Again, I promise I don't just sit around all day and watch TV, but it is my favorite way to unwind and forget about the world for a 1/2 hour before bed.
These are my classic (and some not so classic, yet) sitcoms of preference:
I Love Lucy
Mary Tyler Moore
The Nanny
Designing Women (ok, this show is HILARIOUS and a trailblazer for shows like Sex and the City) I'm sure I'll blog about this later on.
The Golden Girls (seriously, how can you not like this show?)
Frasier (I like it because you have to be somewhat intelligent to get the jokes)
Gilmore Girls (for the same reasons as Frasier)

*** ALERT!!! As I'm typing this, a commercial for Nick at Nite just came on saying that they will start running The Nanny on May 10th. Coincidence? I think not.

Today I am thankful for the TV on DVD section at Target, Libby (such a warm welcome when I got home after a trying day), my friend Brett who let's me vent to him about stupid stuff, and the 80 degree weather that's supposed to stick around all weekend.

Who can turn the world on with her smile?

MTM! That's who. I love The Mary Tyler Moore Show. I used to always watch the reruns on Nick at Nite when I was younger. This was when they actually showed classic TV shows. Now, they show sitcoms from my childhood (like Family Matters). I don't think I'm old enough to be classic, just yet. Over time, I've acquired the first 4 seasons of MTM on DVD. As an adult, I can appreciate even more. This show made huge breakthroughs for women. It was okay to be in your thirties and single and put your career first. And let's face it: she was (and still is)adorable.From her cute pant suits, to her perfect dark flip and then later her cute bob, to her all-too-adorable studio apartment. I would KILL to have an apartment like that, fold out sofa bed and all. Maybe it's because she worked at a news station and that's what I aspire to, but if I could pick any TV character to be it'd be Mary Richards. Marlo Thomas may have been "That Girl" but MTM was the "It Girl" of the 70's.

So, with that being said: I resolve to be more like Mary Richards. Sweet, nice, confident and self-assured. I do know that there will always be parts of me that are more like Monica on Friends. Loud, competitive, OCD and a neat freak. But I will still try daily to take a nothing day and suddenly make it all seem worthwhile (and perhaps toss up my hat)

The Right Side (of the sidewalk, that is)

...or the aisle, hallway, etc. When you are walking somewhere (unless in England) stay to the right! Why is this such a hard concept to grasp for Americans? I get so irritated when I am walking somewhere and someone walking in the opposite direction nearly walks right into me because they're walking on the left. Almost always, they give me a dirty look and I find myself saying, "Excuse me." When I really want to scream at them, "WALK TO THE RIGHT! THEN THIS WILL NEVER HAPPEN! ARE YOU AN IDIOT??!!" Okay, maybe I'm making too much of this. Afterall, I know I am a perfectionist and critical and probably have way too high expectations. But, c'mon people! How hard is it? In London, everywhere you go they have signs that tell people to stay to the left and to look right first and then left before crossing the street. I realize this is for the tourists like me who would get run over if that sign weren't there. But maybe we need this in the US. That way we can afford doing the little which way you going dance.

Also, this past weekend Bryan and I were at the mall to get him some new jeans. Now, normally Bryan wears GAP jeans. This is something I love about him. Not because I am an employee of the GAP, nor are they paying me to endorse them (although I have friends who are employed by GAP brands and probably appreciate his business). I love it because it's plain and simple. I can't imagine having a boyfriend who was obsessed with finding ass-tastic jeans (I mean, that's what I'm there for!). ANYWAY... Bryan (for whatever reason) wanted to go to Hollister, the poor man's Abercrombie. Either way I cannot stand either one of these stores. One because they have their logo on everything. This goes back to why I like stores like the GAP. You can buy a pair of shorts or a tee-shirt without some animal embroidered on it. (Yes, I know what you're thinking but a man playing polo or an alligator does not count because they're essentials in any Southern WASP's closet and they've been around a lot longer.) Also, you can smell either of these stores (especially Hollister) the second you enter the mall. You don't need to go to the big colorful map with the "you are here" circle to find them. "Just follow your nose!" as Toucan Sam says. I also hate the loud blaring music. Maybe I'm getting old, but I'm trying to shop. This is meditation for me, I can't meditate with the Jonas Brothers screaming at me. Maybe if it were Springsteen. Maybe.) But Saturday, I found one more thing to find fault with. When we walked into Hollister, the sales clerk looked up at us and said "What's up?" What happened to "Hi, how are you?" "Can I help you?" It'd be one thing if I knew this pre-pubescent Mary-Kate, but I didn't. This incident just added to my hatred of the store. Bryan tried on one pair of pants and when the pockets hung almost to his knees (that's how they were sewn on, not because they were too big, they actually were snug) he remembered why he never shopped there. I know I'm probably being a little too harsh, but I know someone out there feels the same way. Like Richard Gere said in Pretty Woman, "We're going to need some serious sucking up here, serious sucking up."

Oh, and just so you know, Bryan ended up getting a pair of Levi's. Plain, simple, classic. Just like him, I love it.

Today I am thankful for my wonderful boyfriend, good parents (who taught me manners) and my black yoga pants (which happen to be from the GAP.) :)