And yesterday was Monday. I didn’t do much of anything yesterday — I stayed in my pjs, we watched a couple of movies, I burned 30 DVDs, I ate a lot . . . you know – the usual holiday schedule at our house.
And then Reagan at Tunstall’s Teaching Tidbits informed me that The Bachelorette was ON.
Say what? I said.
And, sure enough, The Bachelorette season premiere was ON.
I was taken by surprise.
And even though Reagan is two hours ahead of me, I just didn’t have time to prepare myself for note taking. That would have involved looking for paper and a pencil (which are really hard to come by around here because I take any and all pencils to school seeing as how my kids eat their pencils) or maybe getting out my Mac which I had shut down since it had just burned 30 DVDs and was a little bit . . . well, it was tired.
All of that is to say that I was unable to take notes during the Season Premiere due to all of the laziness going on.
But I still have some things I’d like to talk about so stick around.
I loved Desiree on Sean’s season. But I need her to stop crying already. It’s a little too early to be emotional! Calm down, Desiree!
ER Doctor? Yikes. CUH-REEPER.
Hashtag Guy? What in the world? You can’t SAY hashtag, can you? Aren’t you just supposed to write it?
I mean, it would be like if I said parenthesis every time I went off on a tangent in my conversations with people. And because I am the queen of RECALCULATING, I’d be saying it a lot.
Here’s an example:
Me (OUT LOUD IN A CONVERSATION WITH MY TEACHING PARTNER): I’ve got to go make copies of that word hunt. Parenthesis, I got it from a really good friend blogger of mine and you would just love her. I don’t really know her, but I do. And then while I’m in the office, I should turn that key into the secretary. Parenthesis, I locked myself out this morning because I’m in a million different places at once and can’t keep my head on straight. Parenthesis, I didn’t sleep that well last night because Murphie was taking up too much room on the bed.
It just DOES NOT WORK, Hashtag Guy.
Shirtless Guy – I couldn’t appreciate it because it was just wrong. I mean, I appreciate that he works out and has nice abs. I get it. But couldn’t we wait until the obligatory pool party that’s coming up to see his abs? AND THEN SHE GAVE HIM A ROSE FOR JUMPING IN THE POOL? DES!!
Insert shake of head.
And pretend I said it out loud. Does that work? Can I start saying Insert Frown Face. Insert Shoulder Shrug. How’s that?
First Guy to Get a Rose That Has a Son — fine, okay, cute kid, blah, blah. HOWEVER, if another guy on the Bachelor or the Bachelorette says that their little kid is their BEST FRIEND, I just may have to write a letter.
Your four year old son should not be your best friend. He should be your son. Maybe when he is OLDER, he could be your best friend. But right now? Really? My best friend does not have a bedtime. And she doesn’t need me to wipe her when we go to the bathroom together. JUST SAYING.
I thought Wake Boarder guy was cute, although I could never stay outside all day long. Well, I guess I could. But I wouldn’t like it. Unless there was air conditioning and reality TV and wireless internet.
I know there were a lot more guys that I thought were cute . . . but I can’t think of any in particular right now.
So please jog my memory and let me know your thoughts about last night!!!
Insert Sad Face.
Parenthesis, I hope you forgive me.