The Most Dramatic Blog.... EVER

It was Reid who said it best in his white sneakers and untucked shirt, “It’s a shame.” It is a shame – a shame that I need to go to bed and sleep, but here I am all riled up again. But isn’t that why we do it? The drama of it all – the most drama… ever.  One of my friends joked as we watched the ending of tonight's season finale of the Bachelorette that it would be hilarious if Ed showed up and said, “Actually, I have to go back to work.” Now that would be drama.  Another friend started the countdown – she gives them three months.

I thought for sure Kiptyn had it in the bag, but it was not so and then Reid came back looking like he befriended the little bottles on his flight over.  He was fresh off a long flight and ready to give her a ring of his own choosing, not from the Neil Lane collection, which would be a nice dent in my mortgage. 
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Man Code

What the heck is “Man Code”? As you probably know, I am watching the Bachelorette and last night I sat in front of the screen for 2 hours tuning into grown men debate what they can and can’t do while being guided by this “man code.” Is this what chivalry has become? Watch out ladies – the leader is Dave. The same Dave who complimented her “ass” after a month on the show and reached over to cover her shirt while narrowly missing out on copping a feel.

What took me by surprise is not that a man of his caliber did this, but that it took prompting from Chris Harrison, the host, to make him understand that his actions were inappropriate. How do you watch that episode and not feel uncomfortable? Even more so, if you are that person, how big is your ego that you still think it was okay? He didn’t appear embarrassed at all.
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Tuesday morning Bachelorette tirade

Every morning of this past week there has been something new to write about.  It’s ridiculous.  Just when I think the world is going to calm down there’s another death, another engagement or another plane or train crash.  The sensationalism we’re all living with was enough to keep me up last night pondering all of this.  Just a few hours before I went to sleep I was chewing another pillow watching the Bachelorette.  My husband was on his computer next to me barely watching until I whacked him with the pillow and said, “Can you believe this!?  Why do I watch this show?  I’m so mad right now!”  I fumed around the house before scrubbing my teeth much harder than usual.  Now that I’ve slept and woke up with bright whites, I’m not sure I’m any less confused, but I’m rested.  I’m in a state of numbness due to “the most dramatic____________” fill it in with whatever you want: death, accident, rose ceremony yet.  There’s no end.  My cup overfloweth… somehow I don’t think that is what that phrase is supposed to mean.  And why is the cup just flowing and flowing?  
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