I walk into my apartment after a long day of work. Exhausted, yet trembling with excitement to watch Bachelor Week 3. I'm hungry. Before making dinner - light the candles, put on Marvin Gaye, say something in baby talk to my fish (can fish hear through water? can fish hear?), disrobe for "Naked Thursday" in my apartment, and BAM it's dinner time.
ACTION:
What do I want for dinner? It's kind of late. Had a big lunch. Quick and easy is what I'm looking for. That's something Andrew Zelman would say. Top three options - Egg Sandwich, PBJ Sandwich, HBO (Honey Bunches of Oats) cereal with M&M trail mix sprinkled on top. Had HBO option the past 5 nights. Egg Sandwich or PBJ. Eggs have protein and B vitamins. Swiss or American cheese? Damn, wish I would have remembered to get more cheese last time I went shopping, cheese has expired. Turkey pepperoni - YES PLEASE! Getting excited. Damn, wish I would have remembered to get more eggs last time I went shopping, eggs are expired. Is Salmonella poisoning really that bad? Leaning toward PBJ. White or wheat bread? White, tastes better when dunking in chocolate milk. Crunchy or smooth peanut butter? People who like smooth are the same ones who get into the shower on the end where the shower head is and put the toilet paper on the roll with the tear piece on back instead of the front. I don't want to be that person tonight. Rasberry or Grape jelly? Damn, wish I had Strawberry. Grandpa used to have rasberry bushes and make his own jam. Sentimental choice made, rasberry it is. Cut the bread diagonally or straight down the middle? Down the middle is easier for dunking in chocolate milk. However, people who cut diagonally are usually excellent dancers and wear aggressive clothing. I want to be that person tonight. Diagonally it is. Damn, wish I would have thought about this longer and went with the uncut sandwich, old-school style, jelly dripping onto my clothes with every scrumptious bite.
Needless to say I was very stressed out after that 2-minute mind melt. Fast forward to 30 minutes into Week 3 of The Bachelor and hear Emily tell her unbelievably heartbreaking story and I am quickly reminded of the ancient Chinese proverb - "The man with no shoes complained until he met the man with no feet." Knowledge officially dropped on you. Don't sweat the small stuff. That is what Emily has taught me, and I am thankful for The Bachelor for giving me that gift.
RANDOM SCRIBBLINGS WHILE WATCHING THE SHOW:
1. "There are 17 women left...3 have to go home tonight."
2. "The card says love hurts...but what really hurts is being on a group date with all these other women."
3. "When you have 25 beautiful women looking at you, you almost become more guarded."
Happy Bachelor viewing tonight.
Love,
-Hickey
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