The Bachelorette

Last night Jared and I watched The Bachelorette on ABC. Last season we watched The Bachelor where we watched the nice guy (or so we thought) dismiss Jillian Harris to get down to his final two. We watched him pick Melissa Rycroft (now on Dancing With the Stars) and subsequently dump her later on national television. The joke is on him - she's now more famous than he is, and a good dancer to boot!

So when they choose Jillian to be the new Bachelorette, we thought it was a good thing. She seems like a nice, down to earth girl looking for, as she puts it, her "best friend". Someone to share her life with and hopefully marry, have a home with and children, to grow old together and still be friends. To this end, ABC decided to throw in a monkey wrench.

Along with the regular 25 men who vye for a rose from her, at almost the last minute of the first show they threw in an additional 5 men, bringing her total up to 30. Unfortunately for Jillian, the viewers at home get to learn things about the contestants that she's not necessarily aware of. That brings me to Tanner P.

Tanner P. appears to be a rather nice looking guy. At the age of 30 he's a financial analyst from somewhere in Texas. Sounds nice, right? This is where the "ick" factor comes in - Tanner appears to have a foot fetish. He waxed almost poetically about how important it is for women to have nice feet, and he wanted to see Jillian's feet beneath her long gown, so he maneuvered her outside to the pool area so she could dip her feet into the pool. He said she passed muster because she had nice feet with nail polish. God forbid she have, as he put it, "toe jam or corns, or eagle claws". Gag, aaack!!

Another contestant grabbed her away from him and he practically had a stroke as THAT guy had a towel and got to dry Jillian's feet! Yet, Tanner was still happy that he had gotten to SEE her feet and confirm how nice they are.

The worst part was at the rose ceremony, where Jillian gave Tanner a rose - and failed to notice his eyes peering downwards, hoping to get a glimpse of her feet.

EEEWWWW!!!!!

But there's worse. Much, much worse.

Even worse is the knowledge that a week from now I'll be tuned in, waiting to see what happens next.