So. My husband has been watching this show lately. I don’t know if it’s new or not–it’s new to us. Desperate Landscapes. I can’t handle the hours of HGTV, DIYand Food Network he likes (Can we please, please, please have a new Star Trek series? A good one? Or better yet, start the Charlain Harris show earlier???) so I usually settle into my big chair with my laptop and earphones. It’s surprisingly easy to slip into my fictional world while he’s dreaming of all the renovations he’d like to do to our house. He even has a list. Makes me break out into a cold sweat just looking at it.
But, lately, he’s turned to DIY more. Says they actually do stuff and aren’t as showy as HGTV–none of that next design star crap. (Yeah, alt-world here since I have no freaking idea what he’s talking about.)
But uh, there’s a problem with this new show.
My eyes are drawn to the screen often. Still have the earphones, so it’s not the exciting music or promise of a pretty landscaped yard. No, it’s something way more basic. Have you seen this guy’s arms?????
He’s always digging out big trees or using saws. How is a woman supposed to concentrate with all that going on?
You know, the hubby used to bring me to work with him. He was a trim carpenter then. I’d have a book (was never without one) but peek over the top to watch the muscles in his arms as he worked…
Uh oh, he’s grinning at me. Probably just figured out why I’m smiling and staring at the screen over here.