Last week, a colleague of mine was complaining that she couldn’t take her 2 1/2-year-old son on car trips to visit family because he’d get extremely carsick. I could empathize, having been a motion-challenged child myself. ”Have you tried Dramamine?” I asked. ”No,” she replied. ”I don’t want to give my son any medication.” ”Oh. So she’s one of THOSE moms,” I thought. Good luck with that. ”I’m pretty sure they make a version for kids,” I said. Wanting to prove I’m right, I pulled up the site on my computer and, sure enough, there’s a version for kids named, interestingly enough, “Dramamine for Kids.”
Category Archive: Observations
Love means never having to say “I’m sorry…for neglecting you.” Did you catch the first sentence? “I did it again.” Like, this happens frequently, or at least enough to necessitate a trip to Hallmark for a love/apology hybrid card. Oh, yes. There’s a card for that. Run for the hills, I say! (File this little gem under: between you & me…& my therapist.)
We’re into Week 3 of Government Shutdown 2013, and things are getting rough, y’all. Like, so rough, I’m submitting a list of potential OPI nail colors should this thing continue.
Here they are, in no particular order:
All Dressed Up and No Place to Furlough
This is Red-iculous!
Fiscal Cliff Fuchsia
My PAC or Yours?
One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue State
Blame Game Blues
Tea Party Teal
Green Eggs and Farm Subsidies
Blink First Blanca
To start the night off, Chris Harrison recapped the first half of the finale succinctly: “Desiree gave her heart completely to someone who didn’t love her back…Desiree was left…virtually hopeless.” Nice setup, ABC. Real nice.
We pick up where we left off last Monday – with Desiree crying in Antigua to a sad music soundtrack. *cue the violins* Des changes out of her heinous outfit into a maxi dress for the obligatory “where do we go from here?” chat with Chris Harrison. Chris Harrison asks how she is and she says OK, but he calls bullshit and she dissolves into a puddle of tears on the porch, sobbing that she just wants to go home.
“This journey has been amazing!” Desiree gushes at the beginning of the episode. So naturally it’s going to be a giant cluster-you-know-what. In case you weren’t clued in to this fact, Chris Harrison called the episode we were able to witness “shocking,” “incredible,” and “dramatic.” And you know Chris Harrison doesn’t use those words lightly.
It’s that time of the season again – where the rejects gather to “get closure” from the object of their affection after the world’s shortest love affair(s). (Didn’t we just do this two months ago with Sean?)
It’s the best week of the Bachelorette – hometowns! You know, when the contestants’ embarrassing family members let their freak flags fly in front of all of America! Who can forget when Chantal took Brad (the second time he was the Bachelor) to the mortuary and made him play house on the embalming table? Or when someone’s grandma wanted to know whether the Bachelor’s any good in the sack? ABC wasted no time getting into it.
The group wakes up on Madeira Island, Portugal, which according to them is, the “hidden pearl in the Atlantic.” I desperately hope someone from the tourism bureau’s paying attention to the “Bachelorette,” because apparently the palm trees, island breezes, crystal blue waters and breathtaking rock formations don’t sell themselves. Promotional consideration must be exchanged, I say!
This week, there will be three 1-on-1 dates, and one 2-on-1 date. A rose will only be given out during the 2-on-1, and nobody goes home before the rose ceremony (unless they feel like it.)
The episode started with Des, sketchpad in hand, declaring that Barcelona is “so inspiring” and “the perfect place to fall in love.” (Kinda like Munich. And Thailand. And the Seychelles. And Paris. And Canada. And New Jersey, the list goes on and on.) Meanwhile, the hoodie brigade (seriously, between hoodies and v-neck short sleeve tees, that’s all they packed) enjoyed Cervezas at a tapas bar when Chris Harrison arrived with the date cards. There will be a group date and two 1-on-1 dates. At some point, the guys pinky swear that whomever gets the first 1-on-1 has to tell Des that James is campaigning HARD to be the next Bachelor. Drew’s the lucky winner, and he starts the date with zero intentions of telling her.