K+Eight

It's the elephant in the room.  I must go there.  Forgive me.

Kate Gosselin has officially lost her mind.

Let's start at the beginning.  I loved Jon and Kate Plus Eight.  It was adorable.  It was realistic.  It was entertaining.  I saw every episode.

Scott and I may or may not have watched three to four episodes of Jon and Kate Plus Eight on our first date*.  May or may not, people.  It could go either way. 

And then, I remember it like it was yesterday, the bomb dropped.  Summer 2009.  Divorce.

(In the midst of this, Michael Jackson died.  Seemingly the world was ending.  The tabloids had never had it so good.)

All I'm saying is that if you've been watching the latest (or let's face it, any) episodes of Kate Plus Eight, you'll know that she's certifiably insane.  Shrill is the best word I can think of to describe her.

Remember the episode where they came to Alaska?  And camped with the Palins?  And Kate whined her way through the 49th state?

Scott and I laughed at that for days.

But, it's funny, as we all know that I would act the same way if you tried to pry me off of the couch and take me into the "real" Alaska.  I had true sympathy for her.  This place is cold, wet, and dirty.  She's not crazy (in that way).

Anyway, watch the last two episodes (yes, they are finally kicking her off of the air) of Kate Plus Eight.  You'll definitely see what I mean by shrill.  She gives me a headache.  Oh, and the kids?  They're not quite as cute anymore.

As a teacher, I would be horrified to have them in my class.  Dealing with parents can be so difficult.


*3 years ago this weekend