why I want to be a desperate housewife when I grow up..

I regularly spend my Sunday nights watching Desperate Housewives at 8 pm on ABC. I'm pretty sure that it is the most ridiculous show ever, yet I'm slightly addicted. Not as addicted to it as I am to Grey's Anatomy, but addicted enough. I don't know quite what it is that draws me into the show, but whatever it is, it definately works. I'm not sure that desperate is the most appropriate title for the show, moreso "anything-goes (no matter what)" housewives. I know it is meant to exagerrate the lives of housewives, but having women die by falling off a roof or getting shot in a grocery store by another deranged housewife is pretty absurd. I know that some of these women are meant to portray stereotypes of housewives, like Gabby who had sex with the teenaged gardener, and Brie who is an obsessive perfectionist with nothing to do in her time besides clean. But at some point, I think the show crosses a line into complete unreality (if that's a word). Like if your mother was having a stroke, no way would you leave her on the lawn of someone else. It almost starts to bother me when things get that unrealistic. Kindof like Grey's Anatomy, of course there is some unrealistic aspects like all the sex and prettiness in the staff. But sometimes there are situations which totally disassociate themselves from the watchers. I know some of this is appealing but is it too much? Is Merediths mother waking up from her Alzheimers or whatever it is solely to yell at Meredith in Grey's Anatomy just too much? And does this all just contribute to the numbing we've talked about before?