Pet Peeves This Week

1. The phrase "momtourage." Wal-Mart is airing painful commercials trying to convince moms that they need to be as cool as an HBO show, but they're essentially saying, "Hey Mom - you're not quite up to snuff and can't really handle everything yourself, so you need a teacher, coach, doctor, neighbor, friend, relative, therapist, life coach, and Wal-Mart in order to raise your children!" Aside from the philosophical aversion I have to this, the term just ticks me off.

2. Garbage bags. Why is it that no matter how big I buy the garbage bags, they never go all the way to the bottom of the trash can? How has no one fixed this obvious design flaw? If the bag touched all the way to the bottom of the trash can, then when I drop something heavy in, the bag wouldn't pull down to the bottom, forcing me to rehook the top of the bag around the top of the trash can! Glad - I'm glarin' at you.

3. Ann Curry. I'm a loyal NBC girl, and I do enjoy the Today show, but if Jeff Zucker doesn't do something about the over-expressive, turbo-charged emotions of Ann Curry, I may have to do the unthinkable and switch to Good Morning America. How does this woman get choked up during every segment? How does she manage to do more talking than the guest during each interview? Seriously - the woman teared up this morning during a segment about the Chinese language, "sexy" Beijing, and the U.S. soccer team winning the 1,000th American gold medal in modern Olympic history (okay, yeah, it's a big deal, but really? Tears?) No. Tears are for injuries, weddings, the rare Hallmark commercial, and severe stress. That's it. Suck it up, Ann.

4. Beach volleyball inequality. If the golden girls of the sand have to win their gold in bikinis, then the least the guys could do is take off their shirts. Shirtless men playing volleyball is the only redeeming quality of Top Gun; I say, London 2012 - bust out those abs boys!