Silly me, I thought last night’s episode of Trading Spouses was the “climactic conclusion to last week’s episode” but it wasn’t. Ugh. Unfortunately, I didn’t catch on until 7:56 p.m. when nothing “new” had happened. The conclusion is tonight. Wah. I feel so violated.

I think they should rename Trading Spouses to Trading Spices and then we can assign each ethnic group a new spice to make this entire concept just a little more racially & ethnically obvious. The Nakamuras can be salt, the Bigginses can be black pepper and whatever Hispanic family I’m sure Fox has found can be red pepper or…cumin. If we have a loudmouth Italian family somewhere, they can be the basil.

I didn’t recap this show last week because it was too painful to watch, much less write about but, here I am because I’m going through North Shore withdrawals in the 7 p.m. timeslot and I have to watch something.

Previously on Dad, You Brought the Wrong Color Home!, we were introduced to the Nakamura and Biggins families. The Nakamuras live in Colleyville, an affluent Dallas suburb. The Bigginses live a more modest lifestyle in South Oak Cliff. Come on, let’s be honest…we’ve taken a rich white woman and dumped her in a middle-class neighborhood and taken a middle-class woman and dumped her in a fancy schmancy neighborhood.

Mamas Nakamura & Biggins traded spouses, houses and socioeconomic statuses for a week. Why? Hopes of big ratings? Fox really wants to stick it to ABC for having almost the same, identical show on their fall lineup? Haven’t a clue but I’m sure there’s some Evil Producer at Fox rubbing his fingers in true Monty Burns fashion thinking, “Exxxxxxxxxxxcellent…I will create this program and RULE THE WORLD!”

Each family gets $50,000, I assume, for their “trouble”…BUT…what they don’t know is the “other mommy” will decide how the money is spent. Fun. I’m guessing Tammy won’t let the Biggins family buy any chips, bread, rice, pasta or any other carb with the money.

Next week, the “new mommies” host parties for their swapped family’s friends. Hey honey, fire up the barbecue…company’s a’ coming!