The Bachelor vs. SHA.

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Alright, ok. Let it be known. I have a little bit of an obsession with reality TV. Especially the dating kinds. After a long night of waiting tables, it's the perfect medicine for entertainment/relaxation, and it goes well with my Ben and Jerry's ice cream. Get over it/get into it.

I've been a die hard fan of The Bachelor/Bachelorette since Deanna's season. And by die hard fan, I mean yes, I have been known to stalk some of my favorite contestants on Twitter (even back when I first got Twitter a couple of years ago and then got rid of it.. because I was only using to it stalk contestants of the Bachelor). Yes, I've maybe added a few contestants on Facebook.. and I've certainly learned to appreciate Mondays under a completely different light. I've even, on many occasions, thought about auditioning for the show. Alas, I'm single now and could finally do it. Hey wait a minute. I'm single now and I could finally do it.. hmm.

I'll have to return to that thought later. But for now... I want to talk about the other dating show. You know, the one on CMT. No? Well, shoot. If you're a huge Bach fan like me... you gatta get into Sweet Home Alabama! Hullo. Not only is it a refreshing break from the last very wha-wha couple of seasons of the Bach, it's just more real, in my opinion. I mentioned this before already on a previous post, but I don't know... the contestants on SHA just seem more genuine and down to earth. Maybe it's a Southern thing, but even some of the "city" guys impressed me towards the end. Shaun Bigsss, I'm talking to you. And yeah... I'm moving to New York. So, uh, look me up.

And the finale of this last season. Holy canoli.... that was definitely one of the most raw set of moments I've ever seen on any reality dating show. I cried really hard for like a good ten minutes. And then konked out immediately after. That's how hard I cried. I don't know if it was just the realness of the emotions being portratyed or if it was my own baggage that greeted me at the sight of heartbreak. Or just good old menstruation. I'm gunna say all three. I really broke down when she let Bubba go. And all the same, my heart smiled rivers wide for Jeremiah, the sweet farmer boy she picked in the end. He's totally my kind of guy-a flannel wearing musician with a super guarded heart. Who doesn't hate that last trait, naturally, but I don't think they make flannel wearing musicians (who are also incredibly scruffy and handsome) with out it. Don't I know it.

Anyway, here's the happy couple. Aren't they presch?

I absolutely love Paige Duke and think she makes an extremely marvelous role model for what every women should be like. I really do have a lot of respect for the South. The mamas and papas around there sure seem to know what's up.

If you guys haven't seen the show... you can watch all of them online on CMT! Feel free to thank me and/or throw curses at me for adding a new addiction/guilty pleasure to your plate. You're welcome.

Lastly, how great are these Vday cards?? I want to high five the creators or whoever came up with this cute and fun idea. They have one for each contestant... but these ones were my faves. SHAUN SMITH, I kind of love you... even though you tweet like a high schooler. No, but really, I do love you. I was riding on a real pair of LOLLERskates every moment you were on air. Thanks for making my heart smile hundreds of times in a row.

(The answer is Yes, Jeremiah.) (oh shoot, she picked you.) (I mean yay.) (But shoot.)

all images found on CMT Facebook Page.

Here's to Paige and Jeremiah.

And guilty pleasures. (What's yours? Do you watch these shows too ??)

And to Bubba! I sure hope they pick him to be the next Bachelor on SHA. Either way, he deserves one hell of an amazing lady.

Here's the Thing.

It's not that I'm messy. My room is just really g damn small.

Three things fall out of place, and suddenly there's no where to step. Now let three things a day accumulate. Come Friday and I don't even wanna talk about it.

There's really no space for anything. And to think... I got rid of about 1/2 my belongings/furniture before I moved back into my family home space. 

It's really rather frustrating to have no room for any clutter or misplacing. I mean I have bigger things keeping me up at night, and a roof, American citizenship, incredible cholestral, and a package of smart water in my possesion to shut up my bitching and complaining.... on pretty much all accounts. But, I'm just sayin'. I'm not messy. I'm not. The perimeters of my room just SUCK.

Ok. Now that that's been said. Hiiii.

Hope it's been a productive week thus far. It has for me. Today, I've been especially busy, but rather cranky as well. (Have you caught that?) Yes, it is FACT that I can be a cranky little fish from time to time, especially if I haven't had enough sleep. And if I have a headache. And if.... I'm on day five of no gluten, no dairy. Um, yeah. What the fuck, is right. I'm doing it mostly for legit reasons, but also for a couple of dumb reasons. More on this later.

As for right now, I do feel slightly more prone to a secret shade of peachiness due to the facts that a. my room is completely clean. (Yep! I CRAMMED everything back into place...weeee) and b. my newest guilty pleasure is arriving to my television screen this evening. Some of you people out there may have heard of the show The Bachelor/Bachelorette. Yes, I'm obsessed with it too. Since Deanna. But what about SWEET HOME ALABAMA???? I am totally hooked. And in a way, I almost dare say, I enjoy it more than the Bachelor/ette. Yeah, it's kinda corney. And they're running on a much smaller budget...

"Tonight on our date we're gunna go to the local pub and shoot darts, and then we're gunna spend some time starring at the stars in the back of my pick up truck..." 

"Really? But, but, but Ben takes his girls on helicopters and to Panama!" 

-This would probably be my response. 

Actually no, it wouldn't. At all. But just to give you an idea of the two shows in comparison. 

I LIKE that Sweet Home Alabama actually sends their bachelors and bachelorettes on simple and practical dates.. because that's what dating is in real life....dinner and a movie. Not a private yacht and fireworks for dessert. Shit, I'd fall in love on date 2 too, if that were the standard.

Having seen, both the last season of SHA (Tribble's Season... dear people of the world, don't name your child "Tribble," by the way, thanks) and now Paige Duke's season (the current one), I'm both surprised and impressed with how much more real and down to earth the group of people they have on the show are. Certainly much more humility being shown than all the crazy crying bitches and boring yet pompous dudes on the Bach.  I mean there's still some real knuckleheads here and there on SHA (mostly the singles from the city... shame on them! They're makin' us look bad!), but I have a new respect for the Southern folk... they're sweet as pie, really.

And Bubba is HOT. Wow, maybe in 2013, when I'm taking romance applications from the male species again, I'll specify, "Cowboys: Strongly Encouraged to Apply!"

Until then, I shall live vicariously through Ms. Paige Duke. (Who is also very hot, my goodness. What a woman!)

(For the record, I do not take romance applications from the female species. But I do often comment on hot women and celebrate their hotness).

Anywhos. Oh, how I babble! Tomorrow morning I'm going to wake up bright and early and compose a post about my experience and opinions on DIVORCE. That is, unless, my mother catches me on my computer being super self-involved and demands that I help her with house cleaning. In which case, she wins, since she is currently helping me out with my car payments each month. Actually, in all cases, she wins. It's been that way since 1962 I think. When she was born. 

Alright, time for Bubba.

May you spend your Friday evening delighting in things as foolish as reality TV dating shows and...pinning. Yup, I'm signing up for Pinterest tonight! Let the new addiction begin. 

Love!

P.S. A warm, happy thanks to Ann Burr for highlighting my blog this week. Check out her awesomeness over at Alphabet Concepts.

Post Edit: I like Jeremiah from Minnesota as well. Mmm boys and bandanas.