Sunday night drama: X-factor Australia

Sunday is the Great Australian TV-night. That’s when all the best shows are on like ”Modern Family” and some interesting reality TV shows like ”The Bachelor” and ”X-Factor Australia”. The Daughters and I watched ”The Bachelor” on two occasions but that was so embarrassing I couldn’t continue watching. Sure, the bachelor is a handsome fellow and the girls are mostly beautiful ladies but gosh how desperately they throw themselves at him. Several times I had to look away as it was too painful to watch how little dignity some of the girls have. Besides, my husband is refusing to watch ”The Bachelor” and if we want his company, we have to find something else to watch on TV. Instead, we are watching another reality show – ”X-factor Australia”. This year my daughters are taking an eager interest in the show as one of the hopeful acts are a Swedish boy band called JTR, consisting of three handsome brothers. They also happen to be our friend’s nephews so the daughters’ interest is not purely patriotic. Unfortunately the Swedish boys have not really appealed to the Australian audience as they have been in the bottom-two these past two weeks. This has lead to some serious dramatic scenes in our living room; my eldest daughter gets very stressed when the judges are building up the suspension to see who gets voted off and starts crying, I suffer when I see my daughter crying and I try to comfort her and her tears make me cry out of sympathy for her upset emotions. Youngest daughter gets affected by seeing her sister and mother crying their eyes out so she starts crying too. My husband sits helplessly watching his girls with tears streaming down their cheeks. Luckily the Swedish boy band has managed to hang on so far so the sadness is quickly turned in to happiness again. I am very sensitive and very emotional and I often cry when I watch something emotional on TV. After 16 years with me my husband is used to my tears. ”You’re the only one I know who cries to Masterchef” he says. As my daughters note very often: ”Mom’s crying again”. Yes I am, I’m empathetic and compassionate and those are good qualities. I will proudly keep on crying to the reality shows on TV.