by Stefanie Wilder-Taylor (Let's Make it a Double)
Through season upon season The Bachelor has shown fame hungry sorority chicks, some of whom barely have a strangle-hold on sanity, vie for the privilege of marrying some dude who’s good on paper. Yet every year the “winning” gal ends up broken up with and alone with barely their fifteen minutes under their belt. This is season 13 and there has yet to be a Bachelor marriage. Only The Bachelorette has produced an actual couple –although don’t get me started on Trista and her baby-voice. But really, this is fine. These people shouldn’t be getting married after knowing each other six weeks and having limited alone time (uh oh, I said “alone time!” I have to take a drink). This all brings me to my point (and I do have one); up until now The Batch has just been innocent voyeuristic fun but suddenly it doesn’t seem as light to me now that the bachelor in question, Jason Mesnick, has a three-year-old son. It’s one thing to leave your home for six weeks and take up with a feckless blonde with fake boobies who claims to be an “administrative assistant” or “personal trainer” when you have no one to be responsible for but yourself, it’s another thing to inflict a six week absence and a possible flighty new mom on your preschooler. And this guy has done it not once but TWICE in the space of a year! Yeah, first he got down on one knee completely ready to hitch his and his son’s wagon to Deanna Pappas but, unfortunately for him, she wanted the jobless snowboarding dork instead. Now he’s back.
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Stefanie Wilder-Taylor writes Mommy Track'd 's
Let's Make it a Double. She is the author of
Sippy Cups Are Not for Chardonnay and
Naptime Is the New Happy Hour. She’s
appeared numerous times on The Today Show, is a member of
the Us Weekly Fashion Police and writes on her blog,
Baby On Bored.
