Sunday, April 11, 2010

16 and Pregnant, Week 8 (Leah): Exit Ex-Boyfriend, Pursued by Bear

Having never been one, I'm no expert on teenage boys, but from what I understand, they tend to get really weird about being eyed as father material for other people's babies.  In this week's plus sized episode of 16 and Pregnant (more than one baby = more story), we met the super fertile couple Leah and Corey, the participants in an "I'm sure my Depo shot still has some juice left in it" rebound encounter in Corey's beloved truck.  While we saw a few tender moments from the newly formed but now permanently linked couple when Leah peed her pants, the rest of the hour and a half was a slow-burn of pain*.  Though I thought it went on a bit too long at the time, I'm beginning to appreciate the length of the episode for the following lessons learned:
  1. It is necessary to keep up with the maintenance of one's birth control**
  2. Denial is nasty (the lies Leah and company told themselves include, but are not limited to: at school, it's like I don't have have babies at all; when she's at school, I pretend she doesn't have babies because she seems the same to me; he'll love me just the same if I want him back; senior year of high school is super important)
  3. For better or worse, it is impossible to select a different father for your children after the fact
  4. If you attempt to do #3, the consequences will be painful.
Until I took a step back and realized that Leah was a very young 17, I started to get angry with her as she took a flamethrower to her personal life and threw herself into a social world of friends who seemed to get off on being terrible enablers (Where on earth was that Kayla girl for most of this episode?).  Having taught for a few years, I can spot trouble, but Leah doesn't have my superpowers and was thus completely blind to the fact that Robbie was the bad, selfish kind of trouble that you look back on at 25 and pat yourself on the back for leaving behind and Corey was the redeemable, somewhat disappointing kind of trouble.  Leah's episode was exhausting - from her hard, hard pregnancy to the emotionally draining way she carried on and then was smacked with the consequences - and even though I said it last week, I'm still worried that the kids are not okay.









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* And yes, most episodes of 16 and Pregnant are studies in pain and sadness.  But this week was a new animal entirely. 
** While MTV is good at giving definitions of what's going on medically on 16 and Pregnant, I feel  like the gesture towards getting more information about birth control by running those commercials that sends viewers to a website is a little half-assed.  I think there's room for definitions of birth control and their proper use and potential for misuse when it inevitably gets discussed during the whole "how I ended up a pregnant teenager" part of the story.  For example, in Episode 5, I know how and why Lori got pregnant by mixing her birth control with antibiotics.  In fact, my exact words were, "Well, shit, that will do it."  But it was such a short moment in the episode that it seems like a casual, less well-versed teenager might not put all the pieces together.  This week, I knew how and why Leah could have forgotten to get a shot (outside of probably thinking she didn't need to keep up with it because she wasn't with Robbie anymore) because Depo Provera (which I'm assuming is what she was on when she said she got shots) lasts for 12 weeks, and the gap between doses can make it easy to forget when you're due if you're not super on top of it. 

Saturday, April 10, 2010

Seven Sentence Review: Celebrity Apprentice, "Muggles and Wizards," (Week 4)

I am coming to realize that when I settle down for an evening of competitive celebrity reality television, a show like The Celebrity Apprentice forces me to confront several key issues in today's infotainment.  The harsh reality of the world we live in that I faced this week was this: When is the attempt to rehabilitate or improve one's image by starring on celebrity reality show so futile that it actually reinforces and adds dimension to one's already questionable reputation?  On an unrelated note, should I be identifying with Bret Michaels as much as I do, especially when he notes that some people on his team are starting to sound like child molesters in the dark, smoke-filled, Harry Potter-themed room they've lured a group of children into?  Much has been made of Rod Blagojevich's technological incompitance and Donald Trump's nearly desperate (and correct*) attempt to fire Bret Michaels instead of getting rid of the governor, but today I'd like to speak about my favorite aspect of Rod Blagojevich's character: he cannot stop simultaneously lying and telling the truth. In the boardroom, NOTHING was the incompetent project manager's fault.  According to Blagojevich, honestly assessing your boss like Curtis Stone and Michael Johnson did is part of an elaborate personal vendetta, but he absolutely refused to put blame on the person (Bret Michaels) who absorbed his incompetence and who was the most likely target for Trump's firin' hand**.  The best and most demonstrative part of the show (meaning it shows both why Rod Blagojevich is probably the person most of us think he is and why he makes compelling television): When Donald Trump asked that really ambitious Victoria's Secret model*** what the former governor was doing on the plane home from Florida and she answered that Blagojevich was sleeping, Blagojevich's response was not to own up to the fact, but to note that while this whole thing happened on camera, he was wearing sunglasses, which means no one can prove any of this beyond a reasonable doubt.


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* It was noted in a recap at EW.com this week that Trump's attempts to get Blagojevich to bring Michaels back into the boardroom for firing time was a self-interested move.  And I think that recap was dead on.  Because Rod Blagojevich makes for far more interesting television than Bret Michaels does.  Next to the former governor, Michaels looks like a down-to-earth everyguy who just likes to hit on anything vaguely female, like your high school friend's really creepy dad.  Or in my case, the orthodontist.  And that doesn't really bring The Celebrity Apprentice party.  Working for RockSolid, the governor is a hot mess; Michaels is just vaguely annoying.
** Even Bret appeared confused about not being held accountable for being the de facto project manager and admitted that he should be up for firing.
***I am still not going to learn her name.  She was good, but she's not long for this show.  Sharon Osbourne's bronchitis or plague or something is going to clear up soon and she's going to become even more powerful.  Telling the other women that without Cyndi, watching Tenacity work together would be like watching ice melt was just part of a much longer, multi-level plan that knocks out good, but boring players.

Tulips!

It's been a crazy week, and I plan on going on a review-posting bonanza soon, but until then, enjoy the flowers. They're pretty. 

I got my mom to give me these after complaining on Easter that no one gives me flowers during my family's traditional post-bagel brunch flower exchange.  (Note: Basically, I made the case that I am no different from my 94 year-old aunt and should be treated equally.  The main exception to this new maxim is that I still expect my duck-themed Easter basket to be hidden cleverly and full of Peeps.)  I'm an adult who doesn't live with her parents, so I don't see why I'm still counted as a member of my parents' household for flower allotments.  (Read: I am actually too lazy and cheap to spend $5.99 at Wegmans and get my own bunch of tulips.)  Then, my mom said she'd give them to me, and I said they were hers. (This was the moment when I realized that I had complained about flowers I could easily buy myself and that might wilt while being transported across state lines.)  Then, she told me she wanted me to have them.  So I took them and enjoyed them all week. (Success.)
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Monday, April 5, 2010

Thank you, Dooce

While my situation last week bore no resemblance to Heather Armstrong's (like, I didn't get to go to the White House and then have people crap all over me for it), I totally felt it when she wrote these lines last week:
Some of you, and you know exactly who you are, you can go right ahead and suck it.
I'm a regular Dooce reader, even though I am not a mom and appear to be less cool than the entire Armstrong family, I was totally on board with her standing up to the shit she got for being selected to attend the White House Forum on Workplace Flexibility*.  She made some excellent points in her post "Because it needs to be said," especially when she pointed out the fact that most people - naysayers and supporters alike - wouldn't have known about the Forum if she hadn't announced she was going.  AND it was on a topic that is both interesting and important for a lot of people.  AND I'm glad she drew my attention to it so that I could watch some of the Forum in my office and see that my government actually has an interest in discussing how a lot of people (particularly women) work and live in this country.  Especially since this grad school business prompts a lot of inner wrangling about how to balance work and life both now and in the future.  For a lot of people, the fact that there's a larger conversation going on about this type of issue in our government should be the thing to take note of.  Getting pissy over who actually got invited though, that's just silly.  Because really, a successful small business owner who basically leads her field is going to get invited to the White House before the rest of us slobs any day.  And she seems to know what she's talking about, so I'm good.

And while she'll probably never see this, I'm glad that Heather Armstrong shares her cool adventures, her life, and her humor with the rest of us hanging around the internet.  And I, too, would like to sit down and have a beer or four with her, especially because she would probably be a great help when I need to someone to peer edit my screeds in which I tell others to suck it.



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* And it was an actual government forum, not a fancy code name for Dooce Day at the White House.  It seems Heather Armstrong had to work rather than shop with Michelle, hang out in sweatpants in the Oval Office and shoot the shit with the President, and test drive Marine One to see if she wanted it for her personal use.  It also appears that she wasn't the only person there, but I guess that might be hard to see with tunnel vision.

Seven Sentence Reviews: Behind the Times Edition

I watched a lot of television last week, but wrote very little about it.  I'd like to say I was digesting what I had seen and mulling it over in order to craft intelligent and interesting responses, but that would be a lie.  I'd also like to blame my tardiness on my intensive Easter preparations, but since the holiday was less than 24 hours ago, it seems too soon to make up lies about it.  But now that I'm back, here are my reviews of the reality shows I watched and learned from this week.

16 and Pregnant: Week 7 (Nicole)
New week, new Nicole, whose friends are forcing me to issue the following public service announcement: If I am ever pregnant and at your slumber party and am experiencing discomfort, PLEASE CALL THE HOSPITAL or, at least, LOOK CONCERNED, because I might be watching your ass on MTV someday.  Oh, and if I am like, two seconds away from being someone's mom, please make sure I'm not caught on camera prank-calling prostitutes.  This week, we defied the standard 16 and Pregnant formula of immature father/rapidly maturing mother and went with an immature/immature dynamic with mixed results.  Everything was sort of strange, with both Nicole and Tyler appearing to be both ready for parenthood and far too young to understand what it meant, Nicole's mom being oddly supportive, and Tyler's mom being the only voice of reason (things were getting a little strange with no one having a problem with those two reproducing).  In contrast to last week's pregnant-child-of-a-teenage-parent dynamic that came off as supportive and helpful, this week Tyler's mom Farrah, who had him at 17, was rightfully and fully pissed at her son for most of the episode.  She softened when he went back to school, but the episode made it clear that unlike Nicole's mom, Farrah would not be giving herself over to the baby party and would be the one who was unafraid to set the kids straight on some of the finer points of baby-raising (like how all the adults were sick of having a baby foisted on them in a relatively predictable rotation).  After a hour long game of musical baby, we seemed to realize that babies have bedtimes, need stable homes, and that in this instance, the kids might not be okay.




Jamie Oliver's Food Revolution: Week 3 ("Jamie cooks for Huntington High School")
I am pleased to announce that no British chefs were harmed in the filming of this episode's critical french fry-removal scene.  While continuing to sow the seeds of discontent with Alice over at the elementary school (while also making some very positive changes), Jamie headed off to Huntington High school to see if he could build a rag-tag group of junior chefs who could help him change the food culture for the bigger kids.   After a quick cooking lesson and a few scenes of Jamie listening to the teenagers tell their stories, Jamie asked the Bad News Bears of cooking to help him prepare a fundraising dinner for local dignitaries, a senator, and their parents.  And the kids rose to the occasion, even though there were bumps along the way, which made the show seem far sunnier than it actually is.  While Jamie made significant inroads with the group of kids he surrounded himself with at the high school, it seems as though there's plenty to still be done and that the food guidelines by which he must comply are absolutely ridiculous (not enough veggies in that pasta?  are you kidding me?).  Like I said during the premiere, this show is setting up clear heroes and villains, even though some of those villains are reluctant bureaucrats and workers who are actually just trying to do the jobs they're good at.  The main silver lining to everything, though, was that it was genuinely nice to see teenagers on prime-time television voice valid opinions and be accepted by their community as having something of value to contribute.

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Hump Day Musical Interlude

In my mind, these songs are in a number of interesting conversations with each other.  And while I could outline them for you, I'll leave it open-ended so that you have something to think about that's more pleasant than work.  Also, you can ponder this if you have a boring meeting to go to and you need to be wearing your thinking face.
 

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

The simple emotional power of a rosin bag

Because I've grown to heart Modern Family's Ty Burrell and because nothing really tops a good sports rant other than pretending that those moments are carefully scripted by an aspiring playwright, I give you "Gamechangers Episode 1: The Rant Writer" and wish you a happy Tuesday.  And maybe, just maybe, we'll see some of your work off, off Broad Street in Philadelphia or winning the ESPY it deserves.