I Really Should Have Been a Television Critic

I am a sucker for cheesy television; I make no bones about it (I may be the oldest viewer of anything on the CW, and am probably the reason the median viewer age is higher than 14). I am also an enormous sucker for weddings (seriously, I’ll go to any wedding, and have been known to crash a few in my day). So, of course, I had to flip over to the Bachelor Wedding. Moth. Flame.

My bone to pick is this: can the franchise really count this as their second pairing ending in a wedding since this isn’t the pairing the season put together? No, I think not. Put an asterisk next to this one in your history book, Bachelor. You get the wedding on a technicality.

(No, I don’t have anything more interesting to write about right now. And I may have tested the wine for my dinner recipe a few times.)