I try not to judge (I mean, it's not like they're the Duggars or anything), but on this week's episode, they showed their new house- A 6,200 square foot house- complete with farm, pool, pool house and extensive acreage...
I've watched this show from the get go. I couldn't care less how many kids you have or how you got them OR even if you make money by doing this show, BUT I won't be LIED to (that was my best Glenn Close from Fatal Attraction).
Kate, I was a fan. I'm sorry to break this to you, but it's over. I can't handle the deception anymore!
Your husband works in computers and you are a nurse by trade that stays home with your kids, why exactly did you need a farm? ("We needed this"- a direct quote).
You insist (and repeated it several times throughout the course of the show) that you agreed to do the show simply to have a video keepsake of the kids and that there was no financial benefit from it... you have since had a tummy tuck, braces, your husband- hair transplant (because of YOUR vanity), and traveled extensively for a family of 10 on one income!
You're just plain mean to Jon. I have been compared to you and, yes, I am a controlling bitch at times, but my husband isn't nearly as pussy whipped as yours and doesn't just take it like Jon- that would make me feel really guilty!
I have watched from the beginning, I enjoyed the believability of your life. You did a lot of the same things I do and had some of the same quirks/disorders, too. I enjoyed your modest means living, your way of stretching a dollar, your suburban ranch home, the fact that the kids rode their bikes in the driveway and threw temper tantrums.
I could have done without your 'holier than thou'' organic food bit and your rooster haircut- but I dealt with it because you were the closest thing to me on TV. I could relate to you. Your kids misbehave, you yell, you argue with your husband, but at the end of the day, it was real.
Your kids are adorable- although you better watch those twins- they're getting your attitude and Mady beats the crap out of the little ones, just so you know!
The beginning of the end was when you started traveling. The trip to Walt Disney World is one thing, but then Salt Lake City, Utah and then... I really started slipping when you renewed your vows with your 8 kids in Hawaii for your 9 year wedding anniversary.
For the record: NINE YEARS? That's not an anniversary that you pull out all the stops- maybe 10, 15,20-now 25 is a really monumental one! But 9? Not so much.
I'm not buying it! You're not 'benefiting' from this exposure? BULL SHIT! Don't get me wrong- I would probably do the same if it was offered to me, but I wouldn't pretend that we just came upon some windfall of good fortune and hard work and deny the truth!
So, I'm afraid this is the end. In this economy, the last thing I want to watch is some spoiled bitch pimp her kids on The Learning Channel for material things and live in the lap of luxury while I'm wondering how I'm going to pay my utilities. So if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go see my artificial insemination doctor!
Former fan and fellow OCD patient,