Every season, I swear it's not going to get me.
And every season, it does.
I'm talking about The Bachelor.
Also known as the most pre-produced and heavily-edited show on the face of the planet.
I usually have plans on Monday nights, so I'll record it and
gag through watch it later, as I did tonight.
HE KEPT VIENNA???
Does the poor man need glasses? A brain transplant?
Vienna would be the one in the center. You know, the orange one with the really bad hair extensions.
If you're getting mad right now because you LIKE her and you WANT her to be the one he chooses, can you please tell me why? What have I missed? Nothing about her screams "hi-I'll-be-a-fabu-wife-and-mom".
But I could be wrong.
If he chooses her, I really hope I am.
What I am never wrong about, however, is whether or not it's a good idea to throw a party for some friends.
We recently enjoyed a Superbowl/Birthday party at mi casa with The Hutchings and Meagan and Chris.
As always, we had a blast.
Sweet Jack and Aunt Meag...
He just pops up everywhere! :)