Karen in the Wild

It’s mostly been all TV this weekend. However, I’m a multitasker by nature so, even when engrossed in the television, I was getting stuff done — like working on that needlepoint project I began 13 months ago.

As to how I manage to watch television while simultaneously following a pattern, placing the needle and correct color into the correct space on 14-point aida cloth, the answer is …. very carefully.

I mostly listen to the television. It’s background music but, when something I hear warrants attention, I pause the needle and focus on the screen.

Works for me, and I’ve rarely had to correct a mistake in my needle work.

Friday night’s Drag Race was so fascinating that I actually put the needle down.

After a disastrous Snatch Game last week, seven queens were forced to Lip Sync for their lives in a Lalaparuza Smackdown that had me on the edge of my seat.

Fortunately, my three favorites — Lady Camden, Willow Pill and Angeria lived to slay another day.

On Saturday, to make room for new recordings — specifically episodes of Breaking Bad, I viewed previous recordings of Food Network’s Spring Baking Championship.

I prefer recording shows, watching later so I can fast forward through commercials.

At any rate, I thought it was hubris and quite offensive when one of the bakers introduced herself by saying, “I am probably the youngest in this competition. That kinda gives me a little bit of an advantage. I’ve got a little more pep, a little more spunk”.

More pep, more spunk than others not of her generation, she meant. A mistake many Millenniums and Generation Z’s makes — think they know it all, discounting/disrespecting their elders.

Guess what — little miss more pep, more spunk was in tears by the end of the pre-heat, and was one of first two sent home on the main-heat.

Pretty much the same thing happened on the Spring Baking Easter Competition. The kid that sounded like he’s modeled himself after that fake heiress, Anna Sorokin Delvey — with her calling others “basic” made the statement, “Why be simple when you can be extra”.

He too went home first.

Seems the lesson is — Self-confidence is great, but temper it with humility; and, more importantly, don't dis your elders.

This morning, while walking from the kitchen, back to the needlepoint stand, I happened to glance out the window and caught a glimpse of that Karen out in the Wild.

I pulled up a chair to the bedroom window and began recording.

Did you see the suspicious way she looked around to see if anyone had seen her taking the cat?

Well, somebody did see — ME.

I’m thinking of contacting the SPCA, say I have a neighbor displaying psychotic behaviors, observed her chase down, capture and take a feral cat into her unit. That I’m concerned for the cat’s safety and would like a welfare check.

Shall I?