Maybe later today I can string together some words and LO, EVEN SENTENCES.
As I’m ever-so-fond of saying, everybody needs a goal.
AI – Top 11
20 March 2007 by
No detailed post tonight because I don’t have the benefit of TiFaux and am watching the show in “real time” while trying to also watch the Mississippi State / Florida State basketball game in the other room (LOUD WHISTLING FROM ME NOW), but here’s my condensed version:
Haley Scarnato – “Tell Him” – I thought she was adorable, but I hope she doesn’t buy into the notion that fewer clothes / shorter hemlines equals a better response from the judges. Though that certainly seems to be the message they’re sending her.
Chris Richardson – I was bored, but the judges seemed to like it.
Stephanie Edwards – Don’t know the name of the song because we were eating supper. And obviously her performance did not pull me away from the delicious pizza. So y’all will have to fill me in.
Blake Lewis – “The Season” – I was bored, but the judges seemed to like it, and I would probably like it more if I could rewind it and watch it again.
LaKisha Jones – “Diamonds Are Forever” – I think she is fantastic, but the song got in the way for me this week. I think it’s a song that’s only good with credits rolling.
Phil Stacey – “Tobacco Road” – Y’all, this performance made me nervous. Maybe it’s because I’m in “beach mode,” but it just felt all over the place to me. And I couldn’t understand the words, either – but I loved his enthusiasm.
Jordin Sparks – “I Who Have Nothing” – I thought she was incredible and I had chillbumps. LOVED IT.
Sanjaya Malakar – “You Really Got Me” – Somebody please make it stop.
Gina Glocksen – “Paint It Black” – It was very loud. But her hair was exceedingly and abundantly adorable.
Chris Sligh – “She’s Not There” – It was just a’ight for me, although the “FRO PATRO” sign cracked me up.
Melinda Doolittle – “As Long As He Needs Me” – I was a giant chillbump. Another incredible performance.
Who should go? – Sanjaya, FOR THE LOVE OF PETE.
Best of the night? – Melinda. Again.
My Unintended Blogging Detox
20 March 2007 by
We are headed out to the pool (I know, I know – cry me a river), but you can imagine THE HORROR OF IT ALL when we got here yesterday, I TURNED ON THE EMAIL, and then I promptly lost my internet connection.
For a really, excruciatingly long time.
Or, you know, SIXTEEN HOURS.
Finally, about fifteen mintues ago, I found a person on duty who could help me, and she didn’t even seem to mind that my left eye was twitching and that my voice was quivering during our conversation. She must have recently completed an advanced hospitality management training course in How To Deal With The Crazies (or: When BooMama Can’t Get To Her Blawg).
Anyhoo, we’re going outside now because the weather is beautiful and the child is SO! EXCITED! ABOUT! THE! WATER! Plus, now that the twitching has subsided, I should be able to sit poolside without drawing undue attention to myself.
Also: BIG PROPS (yes, I just said “props.” I did!) to my brother-in-law for putting mirrors all the way around the master bathroom here, because really, there’s nothing more beautiful than the sight of some BACK FAT to make the inaugural swimsuit outing of the season as memorable as possible.
Later, interpeeps. Wish you were here.
It’s Like Winning The Showcase Showdown
19 March 2007 by
The following is a condensed version of a conversation I had with D.’s brother at my parents’ house yesterday, where we were celebrating Alex’s birthday for the second time in four days.
Scott: What are y’all planning to do this week?
Me: Nothing, really – believe it or not.
Scott: You know, our condo at the beach is empty until Saturday if y’all…
Me (interrupting): OKAY!
So D. and I started talking and planning because he has to be out of town on business today, but then we realized wait, whaddya know, it’s actually a pretty easy trip from that business-y place to the beach, and he could meet Alex and me down there tomorrow.
And then I started thinking about the computer, would I be able to use the computer, because I had actually designated this next week as a time to check some items off of my writing to-do list. I really need internet access so that I can email the writing stuff to a few people, and just in case you’re puzzled by my somewhat vague information, then maybe I can offer some clarity by adding that I will be writing about some topics that are related to some things.
I do hope those details were helpful.
Anyway, I asked Scott’s wife Rose if the condo has Wifi, and I really should have known better because of, well, this, and so for about ten seconds after my question she looked at me with a blank stare before she finally replied, “Ummm. Hmmmm. Ummm. What’s that?”
Later on D. remarked that when I asked Rose about Wifi, she looked like I had asked her about some strange, foreign brand of aspirin.
But guess what? D/ called the condo and they have Wifi and praise the Lord for He is good and His mercies endureth forever.
So the next time you hear from me, internets, I’ll be slathering my pasty white legs with SPF 95, donning a wide-brimmed hat, and shielding my eyes from the mirror because OH, THE SWIMSUIT SEASON, IT IS SO HATEFUL.
But I can’t wait to relax and recharge and regroup. And, I don’t know, repent. Or reboot. Or something. It just feels like I need another “re-” word in that series, don’t you think?
I’ll check in when I can, and yes, I will be taunting you with pictures of the beautiful Gulf of Mexico.
However, I can promise you that there will be absolutely no pictures of me in a swimsuit BECAUSE I CARE ABOUT YOU.
Weeeeeeeee!
17 March 2007 by
I would just like to report that the Wii-tacular is completely out of control at our house.
We haven’t watched television in four nights because D. is trying to set homerun records, I am trying to become a champion target shooter, and Alex is working on being able to pick a set of identical twins out of a moving crowd in less than 30 seconds.
Also: I smoked D. at bowling this afternoon, and even though I didn’t, like, write it down or anything, I believe the score was 265 to 190 and I may or may not have hit six strikes in a row at the end of the game.
I’m just sayin’.
I have to put this type of information in the blog for posterity, you see, because it’s the first time in almost ten years of marriage that I’ve ever beaten D. at, well, anything. It felt good to bring my Streak-O-Defeat to an end.
Even better, Alex has learned this valuable bit of information: three bowling strikes in a row is called a “turkey.” I don’t know about you, but I had no idea, so in addition to being loads of fun, the Wii is totally educational.
To wit: Alex also learned that knocking the cue ball in the pocket during pool is called a scratch, and really I can’t think of a better use of our recreational family time than to teach him sports terminology that he can use for the rest of his life.
Now if you’ll excuse me, it’s time for a bowling match with my boy and my man. And Mama here has to represent for the ladies, you know. I’ll try to make y’all proud.
Edited to add: Alex is feeling so much better. He told us earlier today that his doctor “fixed” his ears. And yes, I thought that was the cutest thing I’d ever heard.
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