What a wild day.
First off, thanks to all of you who like the new blog look. To answer Keith's question, I do like change. I can't stand having the same thing the same way all the time. I would rearrange the furniture more if I had options for where things should go. But I don't even order the same check design twice in a row. I need variety.
Secondly, we had an unfortunate incident involving my three-year-old and apple juice. It got the keyboard and the Comcast router. After waiting all day for it to dry out, I'm now back online but my space bar is still sticky. And the phone doesn't work yet. Hopefully that part will evaporate by tomorrow. If it doesn't, we'll have to take the box in and get a new one. So if you don't hear from me for a day or two, that's why.
Okay, now. On to other things.
Dancing with the Stars: I pretty much figured it would be Adam Corrolla to go tonight. I was sorry to see it happen --he's so funny. But the other dancers are really starting to bring their game. I thought Cristian should have gotten higher marks for his Paso. That was seriously fabulous. And I laughed my head off when Carrie Ann complimented Priscilla for looking so serene all the time -- she must not have caught on to the Botox frozen face thing. We're still looking at Kristy and Jason as the two finalists, although I think Shannon is getting better all the time.
American Idol: For once, Rob and I agreed on a person to go home and for once, we both were right. I like Ramielle, but it was time for her to go. I don't see any reason why we had to sit through that ghastly rendition of "This Little Light of Mine" in order to see the results, though. I've had nightmares ever since.
Tonight, I'm really torn. I hated Jason's "Somewhere Over the Rainbow," and the judges thought it was brilliant. I hated Kristy Lee's song, and the judges said it was her best ever. I do not know what is up. My pick for the bottom three would be Jason, Kristy Lee and Brooke, with the high possibility of Brooke going home, I hate to say. Rob wants me to make actual predictions. Okay, I predict Brooke's going home.