Tuesday, February 03, 2009

Pick the freckley one

My friend Sarah came over Monday evening for some Omaha Steaks prime rib (!) - if I do say so myself, yum - and an amusing little Shiraz she introduced to the equation, and then, as always, she forced me to watch the guilty pleasure of "The Bachelor."

I was happy to see him get rid of the woman whose forehead looked like Capt. Sully could safely land a plane on it. Oy, that was a bad botox operation. Not to mention, her widow/single mother sob stories were getting very old. We get it. Sad. Not happy.

Sarah said she was the most mature one there. Um, yeah, that's what guys want.

My choice for the final pick is the girl with the freckles. I'm not even sure of her name, but she has adorable freckles, and I'm a fan of that. I believe she was also a Dallas Cowboys cheerleader. Just saying.

My advice: pick her.

That is all.

4 comments:

jill g. said...

That girl had to go! Don't mock her forehead but the widow stories were too much. She must have talked about her husband dying in a plane crash a 100 times. Yuch.

Anonymous said...

Prime rib? Lucky girl.

velma said...

She is - and the freckle one if it's the one I am thinking of is Melissa and I hear she is going to win..spoiler, sorry.

l.w.t. said...

I don't know how anyone can watch that show?

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