The universe/higher power is punishing me for some unknown reason (*might it be the stream of GD's/F-bombs that came out of my mouth this morning due to a breakfast disaster? and if we're being honest continued through the rest of the day.) In our bedroom the ONLY channels that have not been braodcasting any sound for the past 24+ hours are, of course: Bravo and E. Mark is loving it, natch, and thinks it is absolutely hilarious. I have a feeling he'll grow tired of my sulking soon though and put in a call to Comcast.
Until this issue is resolved, I'll be watching Teen Mom re-runs and drooling over any/everything on the Food Network.
Woe is me........