Bonding over The Bachelor

A few years ago, I made a resolution to call my grandma once a week. We, unfortunately, don’t live near each other, and I thought this might be a good way to stay in touch. At first, I’d have to remind myself to make that weekly call. But, over time, I came to really look forward to our conversations, and I’d pick up the phone to call her without thinking about it. She became one of the first people I’d call if I had good news to share, or if I just wanted to chat. I’ve gotten to know her a lot better through our chats. One thing I’ve learned, ironically, is that she is a big fan of the Bachelor! It surprised me a little that my grandma, a practical woman who has good manners and good taste, was sitting glued to her TV on Monday nights, just like I was. (What can I say? I guess the guilty pleasure of reality TV runs in the family. However, my dad, who can’t understand why I like the show, would be quick to note that it’s not his side of the family.) The latest season of the Bachelor started last week, and I’m excited to see the love and drama (although probably more drama than love) unfold this season. But more importantly, I look forward to the Tuesday recap phone call with one of my favorite people, my grandma. Last Tuesday I called her to make sure she watched the first episode. “Of course!” she answered. Then she asked if I watched it, too. “Definitely!” I said. Let the bonding begin.