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First off, I missed blogging about last week's episode so can I get a big "YeeHAW!" from my girls out there to celebrate the rose-less-ness of Mr. Can't-Carry-A-Country-Tune? :) So happy.
Now that we've had a rip-roaring good time about Wes' departure, let's have a moment of silence for Reid.
I think they were a fantastic couple.
I think it's a little sad that Jill booted him because he couldn't get the right words out.
Ahem? People? Kiptyn was more outright with his refusal of an engagement than Reid was and he's still around...
I just don't know how I feel about this.
Now, for the final two.
Ed.
Good old Ed. Maybe I was wrong in my assumption that Jillian was just nursing her ego when he left. Maybe she did feel a lot for him.
Sweet that he brought his parents to Maui.
Sweet that he dropped the "L" word.
I'm just not sure I absolutely see everything that's going on between the two of them.
And that bit about the hotel room and romance and...well...I just don't know what to say about that.
And Kiptyn.
I think this one might be our winner. The only thing that may throw a wrench in the happy ending is him refusing to make lil Jill happy and pop the question (I think Ed would do it in a heartbeat).
They seemed like a good team on the ropes course.
We all know how she feels about kissing him...less is...less and more is waaay more.
The wind is a little gone out of my sail since she sent Reid home. Boo on that choice, Jillie. I'm not loving it.
What I am loving? Her clothes.
(Have I said that already?)
I'm going to have to do a Jillian Fashion post just to rehash all her fabulous outfits. Honestly, the girl is fierce.
We took our summery little selves Blueberry picking this week. The perfect day. Bits of cloud and bits of sun, sweet breezes and the shade of blueberry bushes.
My girl was having a fine time with her bucket and swingin' pony tail.
We even tried to dress like blueberries! My Grandma Sunshine adored every little berry and gave plenty of lectures on the virtues of antioxidants. :)
They are pretty gorgeous. And super delish.
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Little girl piggies + Cold stream
Evie dips her precious feet into a stream at the Botanical Gardens.

Little boys + Climbing trees
Little girls + Vibrant roses
John Legend + Piano + Mic
Nieces + Aunties
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Ohhhh...oh oh oh.
I don't want to dignify him with naming him on my blog. So I will just say "him" and you will know which him I'm referring to.
He's nasty. He's greasy. He's a liar. And...he's still on the show. Sick.



Reid is nice. He says interesting things and he's got an intriguing way about him but I'm not sure I'm convinced about their "rightness" for one another.
The Hots? SemiHot.
Let's talk about the boots on this show. The boots tonight were ah-stinkin-mazing. I mean really...I think I might have a boot fetish rivaling Tanner right now. Those red numbers were to-die-for!
How about the previews for the next couple of weeks? D R A M A.
Questions for you (that you are required to answer):
Are you glad Mr. Perfect returned (in a uniform, no less) to tell Jill about him? (I am!!)
Who are the 3 Jill will take to Spain? (Kiptyn, Jesse & Mike)
Are they alluding to what I think they're alluding to with the "failure" on the over night date? (How intrusive and classless can you get?!?!)
Who is the returning Bachelor that got down on his knee? (Ed?)
Episode 5
Both of my kids are potty trained. Potty. Trained.
Do you know what this means? They both ("both" meaning Beck and Evie) wear cotton undies with Disney characters on them and do not soil them. I thought the day would never come. Remember this post? And this one? And this?
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Jill isn't failing to deliver on the drama or the fashion. Love her for that. :)

Wes - He's a stink-bomb. A complete and utter stink-bomb. And he can't sing. Worth a hoot. So there, fame seeker. Humpf!