We don't have a lot of time for TV around here but I rely on my DVR to record my weekly crack fix, American Idol. The only show I really care about. And this season I'm especially addicted because I love, love, LOVE watching that weird haired, black nailed, ear pierced soprano singing Adam. I can't WAIT to see what he's going to do each week. And after putting the kids to bed the other night, I settled in to see.
I zoomed through the commercials and even some of the performances....and finally got to my little weirdo....saw his baby pictures....cracked up at his dad saying he didn't really like sports as a kid but loved to play dress up (shocking)...and then....
IT WAS OVER.
My mouth dropped open. I jumped up and all I could do was point to the TV, with my jaw on the floor, gasping for breath like I was hyperventilating or something....
I stood there like that for what seemed like hours and then realized.....
PATHETIC. Simply pathetic. My reaction to missing Adam's performance was way more dramatic than my reaction to hearing that Andy lost his job or North Korea had launched a nuclear missile.
I'm still not sure I'm over it. Missing Adam that is....
1 comment:
I'm so sorry! His performance was absolutely amazing ... We just happened to catch the end of the show live when we were in Augusta, but when we got back home our DVR didn't get the whole show, so I'm glad we saw it on "real" TV!
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