|Well done, Chrisley|
|Saturday, May 10, 2014 8:00 PM|
Many of us have friends that represent different aspects of ourselves. Some are a compliment to our own way of thinking and some have the opposite or contrary opinion.
I find that my best friend is a little of both. How boring would it be if you always agreed with one another? We have argued and told each other we are silly or stupid or closed-minded and yet still have remained fast friends. She has been my friend for more years than we care to count because then we would realize how old we are.
We often get together on Saturday afternoons for a movie. We talk about things that have happened to us during the week, the people we have come in contact with and those we share a mutual relationship with.
So now we have found a new obsession. I can’t explain it and I won’t even try.
“Chrisley Knows Best.” Last Saturday we re-watched the first three episodes and enjoyed them just as much as the first time.
If you haven’t seen it, the first season finale is already here and gone so you’ll have to catch reruns. The new reality show on USA is about Todd Chrisley, a self-made multi-millionaire and his family: a wife, five children and two grandchildren and his mother who lives with a woman she took in because she needed a place to stay.
I know, I know. I Googled him, too! Gasp! All is not what it appears on a “reality” TV show. I don’t care. I love to listen to him talk. He has fun Todd-isms and his parenting skills are off the hook. He does not play around.
His oldest two children, a daughter and son, no longer live in the Chrisley household. The daughter married without her parents’ blessing and the son got into trouble with a married woman, was sent away to do missionary work, returned and now has a daughter of his own. He lives with Todd’s mother (70) and her friend (80).
Let me lay out a few of my favorite scenes. Scene 1: Todd has asked the children to put away their cell phones for a weekend celebration of his mother’s birthday. As you can imagine, they act like he wants to cut their arms off! The middle boy sneaks his phone on the boat and when Todd finds it, he looks at the screen, says, “Hey, you’ve got five missed calls,” and throws it at his son who is in the lake swimming. Bye, bye phone.
This particular son makes a comment during one of his dialogues that rings true throughout the show: “I find it easier to ask for forgiveness than permission.” Trouble with a capital “T.”
Scene 2: The same son from Scene 1 has asked to attend a football game with friends but waited until the last minute. Chrisley rule: No last-minute plans. Parents need to be notified ahead of time and give approval.
He is told no and he goes anyway and of course Todd knows because he has GPS on all his children’s vehicles and checks their texts and in and out calls on their cell phones. When the son arrives home, he apologizes and all seems well until he gets up the next morning and finds a boot on his vehicle.
“I think you need to spend some quality time with your mother who will be driving you around for the next several weeks,” Chrisley says.
Todd Chrisley, you are a master! Well done.