My husband and I are watching the finale of American Idol and this is what I hear from his perch on the couch opposite me:
"I don't like Allison - her lips look funny when she sings."
"Megan's hot, but I absolutely can't stand her voice."
"Hey, it's Sandwich Speech Impediment - I mean Ruben Studdard!"
"Geez, honey," I say, "you sure are Mr. Judgemental tonight."
"WELL," comes the retort, "aren't I entitled? I'm America, and this is American Idol!"
Alright, point taken, Mr. SmartyPants.
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so i am currently avoiding studying for the bar and just read your puppy love blog. i seriously was tearing up!! it is amazing how they wiggle their way into our hearts. our 2 german shortairs (tucker 4, chase 2) have a ridiculous amount of energy (that i was reminded of last night when they demolished our spare room comforter), they both sleep in our bed and are SOOOOOOO spoiled! i'm glad we are not the only crazy ones!!
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