Confession

I have a confession. Are you ready for this? Are you sitting down ....?

SSSssshhhhh.... Ok. Here goes (deep breath) -gulp...

I am a Bachelor/Bachelorette junkie. Yes... I watch them all. :(

I enjoy morbid entertainment from watching the cat fights and witnessing the he said/she said moments. I chuckle when they say I love you after 2 or 3 dates ... now I'm not saying they haven't developed some type of feelings for each other. Seriously, who wouldn't become smitten after traveling to exotic places, after kissing in the rain in a real rain forest, after frolicking in crystal clear turquoise waters ... who dates like that? It's a reality show but there is nothing real about it. I find it interesting that they all look as if they've stepped out of a magazine centerfold. Where is the man with the beer belly bulge? Or the 15lb overweight mom of three?

Now I've dated some pretty great men. I've had wonderful dates and incredible weekend get aways, I've been to beautiful beaches and amazing restaurants ... but in real life not every date is an extravaganza. But that is what makes it real .. right? The moments where you see him/her in everyday life ... how do they deal with real adversity? Real life highs and lows?

I, like so many thousands of women in America, would love to be whisked away for a helicopter ride over exotic volcanoes. Who wouldn't want to have a candle lit dinner in the middle of a flourishing winery?

So I confess, for a couple hours each Monday, I wonder how it would be. But alas, I am a realist. I'll wait for the one who will stand by me, through the good and the bad. The man who will love me when I'm just waking up with a head of messy hair and no make up as much as he does when I'm in a dress and heels. The one man who can love all of me - the good, the bad, and the ugly ... the one willing to fight for my love, for our love.

Just watch out for the dragons honey! I hear they are quite feisty fire breathing pests!