Spinach dip with crispy rye toasts
Ham and cheese bread (stuffed pizza rolls)
Cheese and crackers
Monday nights during Bachelor season are the only times I ever take over our lovely finished basement and commandeer the big screen TV and fireplace—for one night the room I helped design goes from being the Man Cave to the Mom Cave and my friends and I eat, laugh and snark about the show. Snacks are always served. Only one friend was in attendance this week as the other loyal watcher was struck down with the stomach flu—damned virus apparently didn’t understand the importance of catching the first episode in a group setting so we could come up with ways of keeping all the girls straight.
We always wait until 9pm to watch so we can fast forward through as many commercials as possible and still have time to watch Castle afterward (he really is ruggedly handsome) before we all have to head home to our various responsibilities.
I admit, I wasn’t thrilled with the idea of a Brad Re-do. He wasn’t my favorite bachelor the first time around—and not because he didn’t choose anyone, just because he wasn’t my personal cup of tea. Actually, the fact that he chose no one was something of a plus, in my opinion. Why would he have proposed to one of the final girls if it didn’t feel right? Wouldn’t that have been far worse than telling them each no? The only thing I took issue with, even way back then, was his telling Deanna it was going to be a good day. That wasn’t cool, at all. But, hey, who doesn’t make relationship mistakes? Certainly no one I ever dated!
There are watchwords every season of the Bachelor. The most common recurring ones are, of course, AMAZING and CONNECTION—staple words in any bachelor contestant/primary vocab. NOT good words to drink to unless you want to be very toasted by the 3rd commercial break. Other words vary by season. After last night’s episode I’m thinking the word “years” may be a watchword for Brad’s season. Granted it was just the first show, and ABC likes to be repetitive and tends to paint pictures for the viewers with some pretty broad strokes, but seriously, how many times did they work the word years into Brad’s dialogue? Not to mention Chris Harrison’s interrogation. I can’t count how many times Brad said he had had YEARS of therapy. He even emphasized the word. YEARS. YEARS!!
Don’t get me wrong. I’m not knocking therapy. At all. Hell, I’ve been a therapist, and I think anything that helps anyone is wonderful. I’m just amused by the word. YEARS.
The overriding theme for the night seemed to be “damaged”. So many of the stories emphasized losses, sadness, hardship—including Brad’s. Makes me wonder if they’re going for an undercurrent of emotional pathos rather than the typical salacious drama. But then I remember what show I’m watching and I think, no, the drama just hasn’t come yet.
Honestly, I was overall impressed with Brad. I thought he handled himself with grace, was quite humble and was far more accepting of blame than he probably should have been. He didn’t do anything so horrible. Of course ABC had to bring back his two rejected girls. Of course they did. Why? Because it’s The Bachelor. What about the other twenty three girls he rejected? Didn’t he turn all of them down too? I guess some of them were busy because it truly wouldn’t have surprised me if they’d made Brad confront every woman he’s ever rejected in his life. But only two showed up. The most well-known two.
Deanna and Jenni both looked lovely. Clearly they’ve both moved on quite well with their lives—Jenni is married and Deanna is engaged. I’m happy for both of them. I just wish they hadn’t given Brad quite such a hard time. I know ABC likes to hammer in the drama of situations, but seriously, isn’t it a little hypocritical for two women who’ve both been engaged twice in the past three years to be ragging on a guy who didn’t propose to them because he didn’t feel strongly enough about either of them to do so? Just a little? Maybe I’m just a bitch. I’m open to that possibility. It just seemed a tad harsh to me and I wish more people would stand up to the producers and say “No.” That’s just me.
I was surprised by the lack of hoopla during the Meet and Greet. A hand calling “come hither” out of the limo window? A high kick getting out of the car? A brief song? Some flashed fangs? That’s all you’ve got? Out of thirty girls? Really? I can’t stop asking questions! Oh, look, I just did.
Seriously, I was surprised by the lack of opening night drama. No one falling down drunk. No naked pool diving. No panties shoved in anyone’s pockets. No cartwheels, kicking apples off people’s heads, lap dances, beer can biting. Just one “can you handle my butt” question and a Rockette lesson as an outtake. I nearly forgot what show I was watching.
The coming attractions were definitely more DRAMATIC (drink) than any other segment of the show.
I’ll wait until next week’s episode to start commenting on CONNECTIONS (drink). In the meantime I’ll start planning my snack menu for the night. That’s often the highlight of the evening, other than the company.
Looking forward to next Monday for THE MOST DRAMATIC SECOND EPISODE OF BRAD’S SECOND SEASON, EVER (said in my best Chris Harrison impersonation).