So.... I'm Back... Maybe... I mean, Kinda...

It's been like a year... I know. And I understand if you've left me and are never coming back. I mean, I think you're incredibly rude if that's the case (give a girl a chance!)... but I understand. And I know that some of you might be expecting an apology... something like: "I'm so sorry I haven't blogged. It's been (enter a meaningless excuse)." Well, I'm sorry to disappoint. There will be no apology. There are many reasons I have not blogged... I don't feel a need to explain it... and I don't feel a need to apologize for it. And I'm not going to make promises to internet-land that I'll write every day, every week or every month. I know what I WANT to do, and that's that. So, now that we're all on the same page...

I was going to write a blog catching you up on my life since my last post. But, I'm not going to do that either (I know! I'm such a little witch!). Mainly because I don't want to diminish the meaningful happenings over the last year into bullet points. (But I did gain a precious little blue-eyed nephew AND I've fallen {deeply} in love with a man you ALL would just adore). You'll be able to catch up on your own because you're smart like that. Kind of like starting 24 mid-season... It'll take you 2 or 3 episodes, but you'll get it. If it were like LOST on the other hand...

What I will say in today's post is Thank GOD Michelle was sent home on the Bachelor! That girl was out of her mind CRAZY! Like, stalker-crazy. She made me all squirmy every time she talked or glared at the other girls.



I know... trash, right?

You're totally judging me. Now you're really not going to come back!

Well I, Andrea, watch this trashy show. But so does my roommate, Cathi. And in OUR defense, we watch it (only) together and laugh through most of it... especially when they play awesome songs like Jeffrey Osborne's "On the Wings of Love" while soaring through the air in an airplane. (I had to look that up because I kept wanting to write Joe Cocker, but I knew it wasn't his.) We're convinced that the show's producer's are like 70 years old... and they're single, living through the bachelor on his dates... because who else would play "On the Wings of Love" and be such an amnesiac that they forget that they JUST did a helicopter date! (Seriously... there is at least one helicopter in every show!) Oh, we have a whole shpeel conjured up about the behind-the-scenes stuff.

Just like you're all still conjuring up my reasons for leaving Blogland right now... Get over it! I'm back, okay!