Monday Night Ritual

(This photo has nothing to do with this post; I just thought it was really pretty).

It was another Bachelorette night in the house last Monday. I could barely contain my excitement all day, partly for what R and M were going to come out with this week, and partly because that show is just so damn addictive.

Seriously, I wasn’t even planning on watching it this season, and I’m hooked. I love Chris L and could totally see myself married to him. If he’s the next Bachelor, I am SO applying. He’s just so frigging cute. And manly. And did you see how his helmet was always cocked to the side? Melt my heart.

I also love Roberto, though I completely agree with Ali when she said she wouldn’t have gone up to him because he’s too hot for her. The difference being, however, that he actually IS too hot for me. Ali’s cute and tiny and blonde. I am the opposite. I could probably muscle him into taking me out, but who wants to have to beat the guy up just to buy you a drink?

Anyway, got way off topic there. I’m sad Kasey is gone, only because he reached a major level of crazy that is just priceless. He is, however, better than Justin. Seriously, that guy is the personification of ‘douchebag’. He’s so smarmy, all he cared about was upping Kasey, yet he gets all cutesy and nice when he’s with Ali. You don’t fool me, Justin!

And that move by Ali – y’all know what I’m talking about – when she took her snowsuit off and had her bathing suit on? Yeah, that one. I am secure enough to admit that yes, she looked good. I am not secure enough to suggest that she looked good on her own. Please, there was some serious fake tan going on. And her blue suit TOTALLY accentuated that. Along with the ever so flattering lighting and, well, it was just smoke and mirrors that made the men go crazy.

However, if I were to pull that same move, I’m fairly certain that the men would either a) tell me to put the snowsuit back on, or b) claim tiredness (as M so nicely suggested) and go back to the hotel. Either way, my hilarious sense of humour and sparkling personality couldn’t even help in that situation.

Whatever.

It’s also no secret that I’m not Ali’s biggest fan. Her voice makes me want to shot myself in the ear. But the way she acted when she drunk was frickin’ awesome. I honestly felt that, in that moment, she and I could be best friends.

She was having so much fun; it made me want to drink to experience that same level of fun.

Except instead of being surrounded by 6 gorgeous men (well, gorgeous except for Frank…and Craig, but he’s funny so it’s okay), I would be alone in my room on the computer, seriously considering rejoining Plenty of Fish.

Hmm, what picture would I put up?…