jack,  Reality tv,  The Bachelor,  writing

Nothing says I love you like spray tan and a treadmill

What’s Jack up to? The little stinker got into one of the twin’s backpacks and got to some candy so he’s not into eating this morning. Feeling blah. Serves you right, Jack.

I missed quite a bit of Dancing With The…Stars? last night so I’ll have to check out the recap. I did get to see Jason and Kristi and thought they were both great. I’m thinking they maybe the final two or at least they should be.
The Bachelor was so funny last night. First off, how sad are the one on one dates that are like a one-way tickets to nowhere? You have to pack your bags and if you don’t get a rose then and there you’re left like an unwanted dog taken for a “ride”. Horrible. Talk about pressure. It had one girl start a date on the red carpet and end it in a hot tub in order to insure that rose. Classy, huh?

I had to laugh out loud when crazy Shayne jumped up and down on the bed with glee when finding out one of the other girls had secret full blown spray tan machine. The girl was so happy that she announced “if she had a treadmill she’d be in heaven”. Gag me please!!!

Then Marshana got her lip busted in a way too physical game of Rugby. You’d think they were on Survivor. So there she is bleeding and all the girls are mad at her for bleeding and getting Matt’s attention.

Can someone tell me why they were looking at Matt’s house like it was really his house? Um, girl’s don’t you know it’s rented just like yours right? I’m worried.

Oh well, enough of these girls. Off to write and embrace my VOICE. Sort of like Sanjaya, without a care as to what anyone thinks of me. Hopefully it will be a productive day that will end with tired fingers from all my typing.