I could bore you with the story about the boys chopping down my favorite dogwood yesterday, or the fact that I spent all day talking to my new best friend Julian at the IT Help Desk at work, or the fact that VBS is in less than a month and I haven’t even cracked the leader’s pack. But no, I’m going to be a mature adult and talk about Grey’s Anatomy and The Bachelorette.
I know I’m a day late and a dollar short to the Grey’s Finale. I had backlogged episodes dating back to March on the DVR. But Sunday night I got caught up (and thank you to my West Coast Tweeps who talked me out of starting the two hour finale at 1 a.m. Eastern time.) Late yesterday I treated myself to a little me time and finished the season out, and I have to say, I loved the finale so much that I watched it TWICE.
That would be in the same afternoon.
It may or may not be the reason my kids had dinosaur chicken nuggets with a side of leftover spaghetti for supper with chocolate cake for dessert.
I think my favorite part of the whole episode was watching Christina Yang finally crack. She let her guard down (at last!) and smiled. And hugged Meredith. And said “Yes” to Owen. And the scene between the two of them in the mechanical room? Sheer perfection. I think I may have a slight crush on Owen. Anyone that can rip icicles out of somebody with his bare hands is kinda’ cool in my book. And I also think Korev rocks. And McDreamy. And Sloan is growing on me.
Dear Reader, Jillian was my first choice for He Who Must Not Be Named in My Blog Again on last season’s “Bachelor”, and while I was throwing things at the television in devastation slightly miffed that What’s His Name didn’t choose her, who knew that getting the short end of the stick would turn out having her smelling like a rose?
Lamest attempt at a pun ever.
Let’s cut to the chase. I’m assuming you all watched it so I won’t bore you with the details of the cute skinny jeans and boots the Jilli rocked, or the gratuitous shots of men without shirts on. My #1 choice is Jake the pilot. He’s from Dallas (where I was born), he gave her bling the first time he met her, and let’s face it, she’ll get to fly free for the rest of her life to wherever she wants. Perks, baby.
Running a close second is Kiptyn, mainly because he spells his name kinda’ funky and he looks pretty darn cute in a wetsuit is kind to puppies.
Rounding out my top 10 are Josh the lifeguard, Ed the IT consultant, Jesse the winemaker, Mark the pizza guy, the Non-Creepy Tanner, Dave the trucker, Mathue (please find a new way to spell your name) the trainer, and Sasha can’t-remember-what-he-does-but-he’s-from-Texas-so-he-must-be-okay.
In the “I can’t believe she wasted a rose on this guy” category, I would include breakdancer Michael, Brad who pretended to brush dandruff off his jacket when he stepped out of the limo, “sassy minx” redneck Brian who annoys me, and Creepy-Foot Tanner. Something tells me she’s going to regret that choice in particular. And his jacket was shiny. Bad form.
The highlights for upcoming episodes were riveting. I think I saw my boy Jake crying over a balcony. I am not going to take it as a bad sign. I am undeterred. I’m going out on a limb to say that I think he’s going all the way to the final four and may even get the final rose.
You heard it here first.
Have a nice day.