In the past two days Josh and I have both been able to view two of our very favorite TV programs ever, the Superbowl and The Bachelor. Oh the difference between men and women.
The only time you'll see my husband make anything other than eggs or a sandwich is on Superbowl day. Josh is known in his group of friends as "Asher". One year he created a recipe for meatballs and brought his concoction to the Superbowl party he attended annually. They were a hit and were automatically named "Asher Balls". It has become a yearly tradition that he makes his meatballs for this party. Here he is at work:
We always watch the game in Brett's theater, the seating is cozy.
And everybody was thrilled toward the end of the game when something good happened (that is all I know, maybe Josh should explain what this thing was).
AAAWWWWEEEEE, The Bachelor. I LOVE this show. I know that only one out of ten couples have actually made it, the show is so produced and dramatic, and half the contestants are crazy but I still love it. I wish I could watch it every day. I am so embarrassed at how much I enjoy, and think about, this show. It is pathetic, I know.
This is what my house looks like at 8:00 on Monday nights:
Last night Brooke, Rebecca, Rachel and Seth came over for two hours of pure entertainment. I am so glad that last week Jason finally got rid of Shannon (psycho veneer girl) and Megan (the beast). Last night I was sad to see Stephanie go home. I thought he made the right choice but I was sad for her. I hope she finds someone wonderful who will love her and her little girl. I haven't made up my mind on who I am rooting for. I really like Molly, Jillian, and Melissa. I can't wait to see what happens! See, told you...obsessed.