Someday My Prince Will Come...

I have realized that as you get older, your view on life changes somewhat. Sometimes it's the small things.Sometimes it's the big things.But usually, with age, things become more focused.And what's important becomes more clear. 
After three long, grueling weeks without my beloved DVR, my views on life changed as well.

As a child, my prince charming looked like this...

And drove this...

 And, as a desperate, 31 year old, reality TV loving housewife, with nothing to watch after her demanding wonderful children go to bed, my prince charming looked like this...

 and drove this...

And this? Blah. Boring. Yawn...

I will take a man on his knees like this any ole day...

Well, I must run.The clock is about to strike midnight and I haven't watched The Real Housewives Of Orange County yet. :)Goodbye for now Prince.Until we meet again...