Month: May 2008

I broke my promise….

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So, I swore I’d never use my dialing fingers again.  I swore there would never be another.  Last week I let my Big Girl do the dialing, but it still wasn’t me.  Promise kept.  And then came last night, and I believed that Cookie needed all the help he could get after the slamming he got from the judges.  So I dialed my little fingers off.  “Go Cookie Go!!”

I realized as I dialed that there was more to it.  I was feeling traitorous…rebellious after the Teen Angel news debacle earlier in the week.  Kind of like the girlfriend who goes out and cheats after the boyfriend forgets her birthday.  I’ve never been the cheating type, or the vengeful type, but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t feel good.  It was satisfying to vote for another in a twisted sort of way.

Yeah, I know…I’m a sick, sick woman!  This shouldn’t be personal, I REALLY shouldn’t care.  I keep wondering why I feel so damn annoyed about the whole thing.  I need to let it go.  It doesn’t matter.  My life is full without caring what Taylor Hicks does with his career.  I tell my kids all the time, “If you spent as much time worrying about what you’re doing and not what everyone else is doing, you’d be much more productive.”  So I will take my own advice.  This is my last rant on the subject.

I promise.  😉

And now, for your viewing pleasure as we anxiously await tonight’s results show with the “BIGGEST star ever to be born and grace our planet with his/her presence.”  (I’m thinking, maybe this guy?)

Why the porch is the next project…

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See this?  This is what I call a big problem.

We used to love having birds roost in our porch rafters.  “Awwww…the babies are so cute!”

Then we had bird mites….in the house.  “Kill them!!  Kill them all!!!”

Okay, so I’m not that heartless and neither is Zan, but since we can’t have them building nests here anymore, we have a problem. 

This Mama has been building and re-building her nest for three weeks now.  We keep taking it down, other birds keep destroying it, and yet she frantically keeps rebuilding.  The photo is half a day’s progress.  She’s getting faster as each day passes.  She’s relentless.  And my heart bleeds for her.  Mother to Mother, I feel her intense need to see her children safely into the world…to protect them from harm once they’re here.  And everytime we destroy her nest, I swallow the lump in my throat.  She’s killing me with her desperation. 

However, my need to protect my home and MY babies from bird mites is more important. 

Sorry Mama, this nest can’t stay.  Now we bring out the Big Guns….aluminum pans.

Get ready, get set, EAT!

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Okay, so since it’s a “very special American Idol” night, I was thinking I need to make some yummy something to go with the occasion.  And since my favorite is, of course, David Cook, cook-ing seems appropos, no?

The problem is, I need suggestions!  So have at it.  Have a great idea?  Something simple, and simply yummy?  Let me know. 

And since we’re on the subject of American Idol….

Shrewbie Doobie Doo happened to mention that I’ve been strangely quiet on the whole Taylor Hicks Teen Angel subject.  She is absolutely correct that I am strange!  I have also been quiet on the topic.  The reason?  I haven’t known what to say. 

I want more for him.  I want the best opportunities for him.  I want music for him…REAL music, not “Beauty School Drop-Out.”  I want an audience for him that appreciates his roots and his talent the way I do…not an audience that comes to see the spectacle.  I want recognition for him…not the “see I told you Daughtry should’ve won” recognition, but the, “Dang!  They were right after all!” recognition.  I don’t know…it just seems a bit far from where he’s come, and hopefully far from where he’s going.  For the record, I felt the same way about the book.  (And no I haven’t read it so I won’t comment on the quality of the book.)  I just felt it was a left hand turn off the road of focused artistry, and this seems another one.  So, I guess what I feel is disappointment…the same disappointment I have felt with my students who choose not to exercise a God given talent and opportunity.  It’s his path to choose, and I will continue to look forward to the next album.  Hopefully I will be able to say, “Wow!  He knew what he was doing after all!” 

Addendum:  For a more in depth discussion, head on over to Music Maven’s place.