Tuesday, January 25, 2011

The Bachelor

I don’t generally watch TV and I never watch the Bachelor, but somehow last night I ended up wasting two hours of my life in front of the TV watching, you guessed it, The Bachelor.  I don’t understand how they call that reality TV.  I don’t understand how all of those girls are magically in LOVE with this one guy.  How is it that they never have a couple with no chemistry?  I shouldn’t say never because like I said, I don’t watch the show.  And how is it that this guy just so happens to have such strong feeling for ALL of these girls?  Here’s how the show goes.  The bachelor takes a girl on some out of this world romantic yet unrealistic date.  They have a great time, make out, talk about how much they care about each other then go back to the house.  Some girl gets one on one time with the bachelor, but it gets interrupted by another girl saying, “I’m sorry, excuse me, do you have a minute?  So then she tells the bachelor how she needs to know he cares about her.  He assures her he does and she needs to trust him.  They make out and it’s interrupted by yet another girl that needs to know that the bachelor cares about her and on and on and on and on.  How is this reality?  At the end of this, how could anyone possibly say, “I do?”  I’m just saying.  And on a random note, I spent the entire show thinking the bachelor looked a little bit like my husband, only taller and tanner and more fake. 








Now if only I looked like one of these girls

and if only my husband would pick me up in a helicopter and we could fly to Catalina, walk on the ocean floor, lay on a bed in the middle of the beach, cuddle, kiss, talk about how much we love each other, have a romantic picnic, and repel off of buildings in LA.  (sign)

Bottom line... If you:
are gorgeous
have a spray tan
and a boob job
don't have enough drama in your life
are jealous and insecure and like to cry about it
want to meet the love of your life guaranteed (even if he doesn't pick you)
like to share your man
look great in a swimming suit
and want to be on a reality TV show about dating that is nothing like dating in real life you should try out for the next bachelor.

Sunday, January 09, 2011

I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas

I can honestly say, I have never been so disappointed to have such a green lawn.  The lack of snow didn't stop us from having a great Christmas though.  Traditionally we have a little party at my Mom's house on Christmas Eve.   We had a white elephant gift exchange then Brinley sang Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer.
 The other kids had some hidden talents too, like Karson's break dancing.  Who would have thought?
 Then there's my Dad.  He's an amazing guitar player.  I would dare say he plays nearly every day of his life.  Growing up, I remember him sitting on the edge of his bed and he would practice.  The thing is, it takes a lot of convincing to get him to actually play for us and about once a year, he does.  Amazing thing #1, my Dad taught himself to play the guitar.  Amazing thing #2, he usually learns his songs not by reading the music, but buy listening to it.  Amazing thing #3, my Dad was born Deaf in one ear. But when he does play for us, I am always amazed by his talent and wish that I would somehow inherit some of his musical talent.
 We usually spend some time at Grandma and Grandpa Cazier's on Christmas Eve too.  And honestly, one of my very favorite Christmas moments this year was watching Dustin's Grandpa sing Christmas carols.
Brinley had a great Christmas morning,  spoiled as usual!  We were so thankful to be able to spend so much time with our families.