Every Monday night, my girlfriend Aviva comes over to my condo to watch the wonderful show that is The Bachelor. Granted, we are way more into of The Bachelorette - I mean what girl wouldn't want 20 hot guys to choose from?! - but in the mean time, this show fills the reality show void. (And P.S. - a big THANKS to the BF for getting me a new flat screen for my b-day. Love him and love it!)
After devoting two hours of my evening to watching the drama, I was totally irked! Usually, I'll watch the show, have a few laughs (and a few glasses of wine) and call it good. But for some reason, yesteday's show really made me mad, especially Ali.
She was easily the front runner in this gig and she turned the whole show into 120 minutes of woe is me. I mean, come on, get a grip and make a decision! This whole weepy, mind game crap was ridiculous. I read on Jake's blog this morning that she made everyone wait 3 hours, 3 FREAKIN' hours while she hoed and humed over the decision, even after Jake said he wanted her to stay. Then she says she loves him - um what? - then she leaves. You don't tell a guy you love him for the first time, then leave him.
Obviously, Ali was just not that into him and she valued her career far more than her love life (ain't nothing wrong with that girlfriend, just don't pretend you are all about finding the love of your life, sheesh.) After an infamous 'Jake - Rail Lean of Dispair' and too many tears for people who've known each other for only a few weeks, the show finally wrapped up with the group heading to some place tropical. Good god, let's hope Gia steps up her game and Vienna continues to act a little nuttier than the rest to keep things interesting. We all know Tenley will be heading home next. That poor girl just needs to go home and forget about men for a while instead of bringing up her lame ex-husband at every possible moment.