On Tuesday, I was feeling great.  I thought to myself, “I haven’t been sick in a long time.  I’ve only taken 2 sick days since beginning teaching in August.”

Then, in the middle of the night, I puked.

Wednesday, yesterday, was a day spent in bed, bleary-eyed and sipping on 7-up.  It wasn’t fun and, yet, I still managed to coach Charlie through a book report (that he has still not completed! gar!).  Napping was the main activity of the day, interspersed with Dateline NBC online.  Nothing like watching murder mystery stories about families’ lives imploding because of greed & secrets to make one truly thankful for the normal, yet quirky family that one has.  I also managed to get caught up on The Bachelor.

In the spring, I got sucked into the drama that was The Bachelorette.  My sister and nearly-cousin and I would get together each Monday evening.  Charlie even got into it, mocking Ashley’s whiny voice.  It was fun for the entire family!  We liked to keep it fancy.  My nearly-cousin and I got matching sparkly pants and wore them to really class up the night.

Sparkly leisure wear!

All I have to say about season 16 of The Bachelor is that Courtney should change her name to Botoxney.  The girl can not move the top half of her face.  And her top lip is way out of proportion with the rest of her mouth shape/size.  Injections?  I’d say!  It’s a game now for me to wait for the side shots of her face (not surprising that there are very few of them) and pause the video so I can really look and “ew” about the overhang that is her top lip.

Catty?  Yes.  But so is she.  ”Look, I can reach higher than anyone else!”  ”Winning!”  ”I have a rose, and you don’t!”  ”I’m not a mean person!”  ”I am going to verbally assault her.”  ”I am going to rip her face off.” That girl has issues.

Rumour has it that she is the winner of The Bachelor, but now that he’s watching the episodes as they air, Ben is questioning his choice.  Ha!

I am feeling much, much better today.  Just in time for date-night-Thursday!  I am impressed at my rapid recovery.  Pretty sure the frequent naps, excess liquid intake, and The Bachelor helped. The only other way I could have sped up my healing was with trousers that twinkle.

Unfortunately, they are tucked safely away in my in-laws basement.  When I go back this summer, you won’t have time to bat an eye at a cat before I have these puppies out and ON.  Class to the Ay.

Tags: Courtney Robertson, dirty little secret, The Bachelor 16, under the weather