American Idol (Spoiler Alert)

Every week, Husband and I watch American Idol. Both of us are completely creeped out by Adam. Husband has stated that he feels like Adam is undressing him with his eyes. Imagine our excitement when Adam ended up in the bottom three tonight! With Husband shrilling like an eight year old girl, we couldn't get through the show fast enough. Thank goodness for DVR and a fast-forward button.

We suffer through the musical numbers and dumb conversation between Seacrest and the judges. With the bottom three sequestered backstage, and Natalie Cole singing, we hit the fast-forward button. (What is with all the commercials?)

I love how they are bringing back all the past Idol winners. I am sure it is the first time in a long time that some of them have performed in front a crowd that isn't found at a county fair!

Seacrest is sending one person back to safety...I say it's Kris. We have to leave Adam up there for the drama. Turns out I was right. Now, there's a 50% chance Adam will be going home, but a 100% chance in Husband's heart!

With our heart rates up, we fast-forward through yet another commercial and Jamie Foxx's performance (Sorry Jamie). Husband is fidgeting on the couch next to me. It's making me a bit nauseous! Seacrest chats with Jamie and he shares his opinion. We hit the fast-forward button yet again (have I mentioned how much I love our DVR? An hour long episode of American Idol turns into about 20 minutes of actual viewing time!). Who cares what he has to say when there is a chance that Adam will be gone?

Now, another commercial and then back to the stage. Seriously! How long can they drag this thing out? We are dying here! I am actually starting to sweat. In my head I am chanting "Send Adam home! Send Adam home!", although I seriously doubt Adam will go. There are plenty of people out there who love this guy (they are all sick, twisted people and that includes my dear friend Erin!). The lights dim, my heart is racing. Husband tenses up.

Dang it! Looks like Husband will be undressed by Adam for at least another week. He better dress in layers!

Deep in the heart of the South

Husband and I returned from our road trip a couple of days ago. We hit 9 states in 6 days! Whew! We made stops all long the way to break up the driving. I don't want to bore you with a travel log, but I do want to tell you about our favourite stop: Birmingham, Alabama. If you are ever in Alabama, make sure you stop in Birmingham! There is plenty to see and do. I pulled out my handy dandy travel book (which I got from the library. What a great resource the library is! Whenever we travel, I go and get books out on the places we are visiting and make plans.) and read about Vulcan Park and the Botanical Gardens, both close to each other and both free (you got to love that!). Vulcan Park is home to this huge statue that won first prize at the World's Fair in St. Louis in 1904. That's your history lesson for the day! After the park, we headed over to the Botanical Gardens. What an amazing gem! Husband, it turns out, is allergic to Botanical Gardens and did not enjoy sneezing his way down the pathways. The Gardens were beautiful, but how can you go wrong with flowers, trees and bushes everywhere? Tucked in the far corner was a Japanese Garden, complete with a lake full of goldfish, turtles and loons. If you are ever in Birmingham, do not miss this place! I want to go back in the summer to see all the flowers in bloom. Yes I know: Alabama in the summer is not on any one's top ten destinations list, but the Garden was so beautiful that I would suffer through the heat.

View of downtown Birmingham from Vulcan Park

The Vulcan Statue: his backside was bare. Husband had to get a picture (which I refuse to post). Husband was amused. Yes, I married a 4 year old!

The perfect summer day

Living in Central Texas at this time of year is wonderful. Everyday is the perfect summer day: sunny, blue sky, warm temperatures and just enough of a breeze to cool you down. The type of day where you want to go for a swim, then come back, throw a burger on the BBQ and sit outside drinking lemonade as the sun goes down. The only problem is this: It's April! It's not even summer yet! Truthfully, I am beginning to worry about the heat that will descend upon this place once June hits. And maybe then I will be rethinking this whole move-to-Texas thing. But for now I will enjoy my never ending stream of perfect summer days!

Oh, how I've missed my old friend!

When we lived in New York, we would go to McD's 2 or 3 times a month, but since moving, we haven't been there once. We were pretty proud of ourselves and of our great will-power. However, today that all changed. I woke up CRAVING a cheeseburger and that craving stayed with me all day. I tried to fight it, but to no avail. At the end of the day, I had a choice: Eat everything in the house to try and quell the raging craving beast, or give in and go to the golden arches. Convincing Husband took about 3.3 seconds. A short drive later, we were in fast food heaven! Now a mere 20 minutes after eating the delicious goodness, Husband informs me that his chest is constricting, and my stomach does not feel well. Probably not a good thing, but it should pass. If not, maybe another run to McD's is the answer!

Gears of War...is that what they call it now?!?

We were at a friend's house the other night, and at one point the conversation turned to talking about our neighbours and how they like to express their love to each other in the middle of the night. As Husband was talking about what we have experienced having them as neighbours (without actually coming right out and saying it), I realized that there was a 10 year old hearing our conversation so I gently suggested that the topic might not be appropriate for the boy. Husband quickly covered his tracks by saying "I am talking about her playing a video game. I think she plays Gears of War a lot." The boy got really excited when he heard mention of the video game, and said "Really? Do you watch her play?" Given the conversation just seconds earlier, this comment caused everyone, including the boy's mother, to bust up laughing. Husband responded "I haven't seen her play, but I hear her play, and she gets really excited about it." I am pretty sure we will never be invited back to that house!

*Thanks to Alicia for coming up with the title for this post*