Monday, July 23, 2012

The Bachelorette :: One F on One Knee

I'm positively glowing from the satisfaction of watching these two beautiful people.
It's just rightness.

First I need to address the Arie situation.
I have been {quite vocally} a member of Team Arie since the beginning.
I knew Arie was a good one the entire show and I absolutely think his exit from the show and his appearance on ATFR is a testament to his good-ness.
Even with his obvious surprise at getting broken up with and in his confused heartbreak he left as a total gentleman.
I almost {almost. I still have a shred of self-respect.} teared up during his goodbye scene.

Although I loved me some Arie all the way through, watching last night's show I see exactly why Jef was the only choice Emily could have made.
I'm kind of making this all up in my head {with bits and pieces of evidence} that Em and Jef are really compatible in their approaches to family life and spirituality.
And I'm so sure that Jef was the right one for the job when it comes to being Ricki's new dad.

Can we just have a moment of respect for the way Emily handled her season of The Bachelorette.
You guys.
This girl rocks.
{I just used the term "rocks." Hi, 2001, I've missed you.}
She may have kissed like every pair of dude-lips she could find these past few weeks, but she stayed respectfully away from the sticky all-nighter "forego-your-individual-rooms" situation and I was pleasantly un-surprised about that.
{I had faith that she would make a good decision about that one but was still giddy when she actually followed through with it.}
And I adored the fact that One F beat her to the punch when they received their note + key combo that night.

Last night when she made her decision to scratch the Arie date and just let him go I was surprised
{because I really did think his kissing-power was going to overwhelm her senses and she would pick him}
but happy that she didn't do the "Let's Make This A Good Show" maneuvers that so many of the other bachelors and bachelorettes get caught up in.
She told Arie as soon as she knew it wasn't him and didn't let him go any further by picking out a ring and getting on his knee.

When {cutest ever, still babyface, but I like him anyway} Jef dropped to his knee and promised her it was "a forever thing" I was pretty sure my face was going to crack from the smiling.

And I knew this girl would say "yes" without hesitation.

These two mean business.

Really, truly.
Like, they mean Spring 2013 business.

I love:
His little tirade about all of her best qualities.
Her profession that tape on her finger would have made her just as happy {I believe that!}
...until it didn't anymore.
That they're going to Africa.
{Me too!!!}
That they want a wedding ASAP.
That Jef is moving to Charlotte for the sake of his new little family.
That they made a point to say they would have separate living quarters.
{Face-cracking smile again.}

I have one regret:
Making so much fun of One F in the beginning of my Bachelorette blogging.
I mean...probably if I hadn't said all of those things about him looking cute in a stroller and never having had facial hair I would be invited to their wedding.
But now, even if I wanted to crash it {Charleston 2013, baby!} I couldn't because looking him in the eye would be really sort of awkward for me.

One last note.
Their babies are going to be awesome.

The {Happily Ever After} End.

Monday, July 2, 2012

The Bachelorette :: ...and My Gramps

Hometowns, baby!
I love hometowns. 
As a certifiably creepy house snooper - 
but I promise, I don't do that looking in medicine cabinets thing...and if you do, you should STOP it now...that's totally weird - 
but I love to know how people live.
The hometowns absolutely shed light on people.
It's a vital part of getting to know someone.

Here we go.

Chris in Chicago.
The only thing I loved about this date was Chicago...
Chris' mom.

Um. She told him to get out there and kick a**.
Cutest little lady.

His dad was super sweet too.
Why did I like his entire family 100 times more than I like Chris?
Why did I see more personality from one 15 minute segment in his family than I've seen the entire season with Chris?
Why, you guys?

But, Oh My Gosh. 
There was polka and a live band and traditional Polish costuming.
I almost wanted to be polish.
But then I thought about all of those polish jokes my grandpa always tells and I, I'm good.
I'll stay the weird Swedish/everythingelse mix that I am.

Jef in Utah.
His family ranch is adorable.
I don't really do ranchy type stuff. 
{The Chicago date was totally more my style. Hello, birthplace and all-around best city ever.}
But seriously.
Maybe I would marry Jef for his ranch if I were Emily.
I could absolutely overlook the fact that he's probably never grown a facial hair in his life...and that I'm almost 100% sure he's mormon.

But look at that photo above. 
How marvelous do these two look together? 
He gives her all-american perfect features a little edge. 
Cute couple alert.

Um, Emily takes gun lessons at home?
As if blonde hair and cowboy boots weren't man-bait enough.

Plus, my Polish joke telling Gramps? 
He shoots clay pidgeons. Like a friggin' champ.
It's, like, his thing.
That's the tie in about Gramps on this hometown.

The letter he read to Emily at the end of the date was...well...I would have swooned.
I hope he really means it. I tend to think he kinda does.

Arie in Arizona
I'm not sure what it is...but Arie is beginning to annoy me.
I wish I could elaborate. But I can't even figure out what it is.
It's just there.
The annoyance.

His laugh. That's definitely part of it.

Grandpa has his fair-share of things to say about the Dutch.
{Gramps was all over this episode.}
My Uncle Kevin - his son-in-law -
{possibly my favorite one...but if the other uncs are reading...he's totally not...} 
comes from a huge Dutch family; and while not all of it is negative, gramps talks about The Dutch.
Like, how tall they are...and...that's all I can remember.
Or, maybe that's just all I want to share on my blog.
Mooooving on.

WHY did Arie's mother begin speaking in Dutch mid meal?
Does she have no clue that it's rude to do that?
I mean, I get it if you're more fluent and comfortable speaking your native language...but not in front of a singularly English-speaking guest.
Not nice.
"Emily, do you want to have a chat with me?"
"Um...yeah, if you speak MY LANGUAGE, lady."
But I ended up kind of liking her.
I'm pretty sure she was only 1/2 Dutch...the other 1/2 was a combo of plastic surgery and botox.

Sean in Dallas.
AHHHH!!! That bedroom.
I was horrified.
I'm so flippin' glad that was a joke.
Deal. Breaker. Right there.

Gramps wasn't in this date. So I have nothing to say about that.
And was sort of a ho-hum hometown date.
In a good way.
I still really like Sean and his family seemed sweet and {Emily's prediction was spot-on} perfect.
And that little girl's play house in the backyard was bigger and more opulent than my real-life house.

Can't say I was the least bit surprised about Chris being the rose-less one tonight.
There wasn't much chemistry there.
And he kind of lived up to his ManBaby term of endearment in the limo exit speech.
But from here on out? It's absolutely any of these three guys til the end.
Arie, Sean, and Jef all seem really well suited to her and I have no clue who her guy is...

I wonder if she'll let any of the boys meet Ricki.
Not sure I would...but I can't imagine choosing a guy without seeing what sort of chemistry they have with my child.
What do you girls think?