Whether or not I want to admit it, Big Brother 17 was a big part of my life this summer. Having never finished Big Brother 15 and not watched any of Big Brother 16, I threw myself back into Big Brother head-first. The season took forever to end, but…
Goodbye Big Brother 17, although we all know it’s never really goodbye.
James Huling won America’s Favorite Player. Vanessa Rousso took a frustrating third place while Liz Nolan tripped and fell into second place. Steve Moses was crowned winner. Everything fell into place.
I predicted Steve’s win in the “Memo to the New Big Brother Winner: Don’t Be a Fame Whore” for New York Magazine’s Vulture.com series on Life After Reality TV. I’m thrilled for Steve. Had Liz pulled out some fantastic answers to jury questions in the end, and pulled off a win, I would have been happy for her too. Had Vanessa faced the jury and detailed how calculated her moves were, and pulled off a win, I would have been also happy.
But Vanessa didn’t make it there did she? And Liz bombed the jury questions didn’t she?
Liz couldn’t lay out for anyone the path she’d taken all summer to get to where she was in final two. Well then. It’s not that complicated.
I could go into more detail, but I won’t, because Steve outdid anything I could ever say, in his post-show interview with The Hollywood Reporter. Steve could have taken the easy route in the interview but he didn’t. and he acknowledged that Vanessa was no bully, that her behaviors were strategy. If only Vanessa could own up to it.
But James Huling, the forever prankster, took home some much-needed money after winning America’s Favorite player. But truth be told, save for Les Moonves, we could all probably use $25,000 dropping into our lap today. I pulled two names last week, winners of the T-Shirt Giveaway I started in an effort to raise awareness of the charitable work going on as a result of Big Brother 17. Unfortunately one of the winners has not yet come forward. So I have pulled another name:
Rita from California, please give me a holler! You’ve won the second t-shirt! Congrats!
Now I need to get some rest after a busy Friday lunch and dinner at Rice House because tomorrow, my husband Davy and I must have a little chat with our son Noah that may end in tears. Last week, our family of three decided to rescue a kitten from a cat shelter nearby.
We decided on Sushi as a name.
We were scheduled to return tomorrow, Friday, to retrieve Sushi. Davy and Noah and I were excited. Another first for our family of three. But sadly, Little Sushi didn’t make it through the surgery, the anesthesia during sterilization just did not agree. So the sweet kitty cat we were supposed to bring home tomorrow will never make it here.
But Sushi came from a large litter, and tomorrow we will go and acquaint ourselves with one of the siblings.
Noah’s got his hand covering Sushi’s face in the photo above. You can see the sibling kitty clearly in the background, with a lighter face than Sushi’s, and white paws instead of grey like Sushi’s, but they’re pretty much identical.
We’ll just have to see how Noah takes to the new kitty…
Life goes on. #BrenchelBaby and Derrick’s second baby are baking in their ovens and congratulations are in order. Vanessa is sufficiently medicated and engaged to be married, and cats are being rescued. Just another day in the Big Brother neighborhood…