Bravo Bereavement

We got rid of our TV set back in April when we moved to our new apartment. Since then, we have been so busy with the Kiddo and life in general that we sometimes wonder when we used to find the time to watch the boob tube. Seriously, we haven't missed it...there has been more reading, more writing, more quality time together than back in the day when we had a TV. Best of all, we haven't spent a single moment with that icky, "I can't believe I just spent my whole afternoon channel surfing through reruns of The Real World Topeka, America's Next Top Model Cycle Upteen Zillion, and LarryKing interviewing Anna Nicole Smith from the grave."

However, tonight I find myself at an interesting juncture, and I'm just going to admit it. As I write this, I am missing the premiere of Season Four of Project Runway.

And it's killing me.

Ok, so not quite killing me, but I will say I'm going through some serious Bravo/Project Runway bereavement. I will just have to resign myself to catching up on all the dirt post-show over at Tom and Lorenzo's fabulous site, Project Rungay. It'll be almost as good as seeing the show firsthand.

*Tear!*