We just returned from our epic Tour de South today (2 weeks, 10 states, and 3600+ miles put on the rental car--pictures to follow). Before we finished going through the mail and even started unpacking we indulged in one last guilty pleasure...the finale of the Bachelorette, Ashley's season. We missed it because we were too busy running around Florida.
I'm embarrassed to admit that we watch the Bachelor and Bachelorette, but we do. It kind of started off as a joke, but has now turned into an every Monday night pastime. It's basically our family home evening, especially now because my brother Chad comes over and watches it with us.
This season two suitors stood out:
Mr. Ben F. and his pal
Constantine.
Why, you ask, did these two fine men catch our attention?? Because of their uncanny resemblance to this guy:
Mr. Rafael Nadal.
Especially Ben F. He is a dead ringer for Nadal. Unfortunatly for Ben, it was JP that won Ashley's affection, and Ben left with a broken heart. He'll just have to look forward to the US Open...I know I am.
Mr. Ben F. and his pal
Constantine.
Mr. Rafael Nadal.
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